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Since this is a a thread based on nothing, I'ma sing one of my engineering songs: [It's reading week, I'm bored, and yes, this dirty song is taught to ALL 1st year engineering students in Canada in every university. I probably shouldn't be teaching you this, but whatever]
| quote: | Lyrics to 'Godiva'
Godiva was a lady who through coventry did ride,
to show to all the villagers her lovely lilly white hyde,
the most observant one of all and engineer of course,
was the only one to notice that Godiva rode a horse.
[Chorus]
We are we are we are we are we are the engineers
we can we can we can we can drink all of 40 beers
[for the ladies]
so cum so cum so cum so cum so cum all over us
for we don't give a fuck for any old man
who cann't get it up for us
[/for ladies]
[for men]
so come so come so come so come so come along with us
for we don't give a fuck for any old slut
who won't give it up for us
[/men]
[/chorus]
I've come a long long way she said and I would go as far,
with the man who takes me from the horse and leads me to a bar,
the men who took her from her steed and stood her to a beer,
were a blurry eyed surveyor and a DRUNKEN ENGINEER!
[chorus]
My father was a miner from the northern Malminute,
my mother was a misstress from a house of ill repute,
they kicked me out at an early age for drinkin all their beer
said off to [university name] you son of a bitch to be an engineer!
[chorus]
The army and the navy boys set out to have some fun,
down at the tavern where the fiery liquids run.
But all they found were empties for the engineers had come
and traded all their instruments for gallon tubs of rum.
[chorus]
Sir Francis and all his ships set out for Gallop's Bay,
they heard the Spanish rum fleet was headed out that way,
but the engineers had beat them by a night and half a day,
and though as drunk as hooligans you still could hear them say.
[chorus]
Venus is a statue made entirely of stone,
there's not a fig leaf on her she's as naked as a bone.
On witnessing her arms were broke an engineer discoursed,
she's a busted hunk of concrete and she should be reinforced!
[chorus]
An artsie and an engineer were sitting in a park,
the engineer was busy doing research after dark.
The scientific method was a marvel to observe,
one hand wrote the figures, where the other traced the curves/
[chorus]
An Artsie and and Engineer once found a gallon can,
said the artsie to the engineer outdrink me if you can.
The artsie had to sips and died his face was turning green,
but the engineer kept going it was only gasoline.
[chorus]
On reading Kama Sutra, they tried position nine,
for proving masculinity it truely was divine.
But the girl she quickly tired and she kicked him to his rear,
for he was just an artsie, and she and engineer.
[chorus]
My father peddles opium, my mother's on the dole,
my sister used to walk the streets but now she's on parole.
My uncle owns a restaurant with bedrooms in the rear,
but they won't even talk to me cuz I'm an engineer.
[chorus]
la la la la la la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la la la la la la la,
{all done in a lewd manner with your fingers spread at your chin and your tongue hanging out. Yes this is the verse near the end when the engineers are mostly drunk, and it makes for an easy verse}
[chorus]
So now you know our story and you know we're engineers,
we love to love our women, and we love to drink our beers,
we'll drink with anyone we met who comes from far or near,
cuz we're a helluva helluva helluva helluva helluvan engineer!
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