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		<title>Godiva&#039;s Hymn</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Laure: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;==Chorus==&lt;br /&gt;
:We are, we are, we are, we are, we are the Engineers,&lt;br /&gt;
:We can, we can, we can, we can demolish forty beers.&lt;br /&gt;
:Drink rum, drink rum, drink rum, drink rum, so come along with us,&lt;br /&gt;
:For we don&#039;t give a damn for any damn man, who don&#039;t give a damn for us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Verses about Godiva==&lt;br /&gt;
:Godiva was a lady who through Coventry did ride,&lt;br /&gt;
:To show to all the villagers her lovely bare white hide.&lt;br /&gt;
:The most observant villager, an Engineer of course,&lt;br /&gt;
:Was the only one to notice that Godiva rode a horse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:She said I’ve come a long, long way, and I will go as far,&lt;br /&gt;
:With the man who takes me off this horse, and leads me to a bar.&lt;br /&gt;
:The men who took her off her steed, and stood her to a bar,&lt;br /&gt;
:Were a bleary-eyed Surveyor and a drunken Engineer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:Godiva woke next morning and she had an awful head,&lt;br /&gt;
:Decided to be sensible and spend the day in bed.&lt;br /&gt;
:The only ones to visit her and bring her lots of cheer,&lt;br /&gt;
:Were a broken-down Surveyor and a bloodshot Engineer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:Godiva died and where she fell a benchmark marks the spot,&lt;br /&gt;
:In any Engineering text, its level can be got.&lt;br /&gt;
:And up in Heaven, everyday Godiva craves for beer,&lt;br /&gt;
:But she&#039;ll have to wait until the gates let in the Engineers&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:Godiva was a lady well-endowed, of that there was no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
:She never wore a stich of clothes, just wound her hair about.&lt;br /&gt;
:The first man who ever made her was an Engineer of course,&lt;br /&gt;
:But an Artsie queer, on just one beer once made Godiva&#039;s horse.&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;OR&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
:The first man who ever made her was an Engineer of course,&lt;br /&gt;
:But on just one drink, and Artsie fink once made Godiva&#039;s horse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Female Verse==&lt;br /&gt;
:We are, we are, we are, we are the female Engineers,&lt;br /&gt;
:We can, we can, we can, we can demolish twice as many beers.&lt;br /&gt;
:So cum, so cum, so cum, so cum, so cum all over us,&lt;br /&gt;
:For we don&#039;t give a damn about any damn man that can&#039;t get it up for us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:A firehose by day and forty beers by night,&lt;br /&gt;
:An engineer may never sleep but still stay just as bright,&lt;br /&gt;
:And if you ever ask her how she keeps up her routine,&lt;br /&gt;
:She&#039;ll raise her trust can of Jolt, smile and say &#039;Caffeine!&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Version Francais==&lt;br /&gt;
:Nous somme, nous somme, nous somme, nous somme les ingenieurs francais&lt;br /&gt;
:Quand on a fini de boire la biere, on sort le Bourgolais&lt;br /&gt;
:On boit sans fin, on fait la fete et les filles nous adorent&lt;br /&gt;
:Rien de mieux que la langue francasie pour stimuler un corps&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Politically Correct Verse==&lt;br /&gt;
:We are, we are, we are, we are, we are the Engineers,&lt;br /&gt;
:We can, we can, we can, we fix anything with gears.&lt;br /&gt;
:We work real hard, we play real hard, so come along with us,&lt;br /&gt;
:For we don&#039;t give a damn for any damn man, who don&#039;t give a damn for us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Pubcrawl Verse==&lt;br /&gt;
:We&#039;re lost, we&#039;re lost, we&#039;re lost, we&#039;re lost, we don&#039;t know where we are,&lt;br /&gt;
:We want, we want, we want, we want, we want to find a bar.&lt;br /&gt;
:Don&#039;t come, don&#039;t come, don&#039;t come, don&#039;t come, don&#039;t come along with us,&lt;br /&gt;
:For we don&#039;t know where the hell we are but fuck we&#039;re on a bus!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Verses about Engineering==&lt;br /&gt;
:Professors put demands on us, they say we have to tool,&lt;br /&gt;
:But all we want to do is sleep, we hate this fucking school.&lt;br /&gt;
:You can bitch or tell us off, abuse us if you please,&lt;br /&gt;
:But we&#039;re all set to graduate, and all we need are C&#039;s!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:A Comp and an Elec did battle outside Bahen hall,&lt;br /&gt;
:Students gathered round to watch the two great students brawl.&lt;br /&gt;
:The Elec spoke of flux and fields for a minute, two or three,&lt;br /&gt;
:But the Comp kept rambling on and on and on recursively!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Verses about other faculties==&lt;br /&gt;
:An Artsie and an Engineer once found a gallon can,&lt;br /&gt;
:Said the Artsie, “Match me drink for drink as long as you can stand.”&lt;br /&gt;
:They took three drinks, the Artsie fell, his face was turning green,&lt;br /&gt;
:But the Engineer drank on and said, &amp;quot;It&#039;s only gasoline&amp;quot;!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:An Artsie and an Engineer were stranded on a boat,&lt;br /&gt;
:One man above capacity, the poor thing would not float.&lt;br /&gt;
:The Engineer would flip a coin to settle the dispute,&lt;br /&gt;
:So he flipped it in the water and the Artsie gave pursuit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:The Army and the Navy boys went out to have some fun,&lt;br /&gt;
:Down at the local tavern where the fiery liquors run.&lt;br /&gt;
:But all they found were empties for the Engineers had come,&lt;br /&gt;
:And traded all their instruments for gallon jugs of rum.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:Professors put demands on us, they say we have to too,&lt;br /&gt;
:But all we want to do is sleep, we hate this fucking school.&lt;br /&gt;
:You can bitch or tell us off, even abuse us if you please,&lt;br /&gt;
:But we&#039;re all set to graduate and all we need are C&#039;s.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:A wide-eyed Artsie Chemist and a Chemical Engineer,&lt;br /&gt;
:Were formulating molecule equations over beer.&lt;br /&gt;
:Each drank a glass of water, but the Artsie hit the floor,&lt;br /&gt;
:For what he thought was H2O was H2SO4.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:So now you’ve heard our story and you know we are the Engineers,&lt;br /&gt;
:And when we all shall graduate, we’ll all have great careers.&lt;br /&gt;
:An Engineer’s starting wage can pull in 60 G’s,&lt;br /&gt;
:While an Artsie with a PHD can work at Mickey D’s.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Laure</name></author>
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