PLEDGE SONG WORDS
Tau of Kappa Nu Songs
1. The Pledge Song
Hidy, tidy, Christ almighty,
We ain't feelin' blue,
Shim, sham, God damn,
We're pledging Kappa Nu.
We're closest to the campus,
We're riders by the night,
We're the lowest form of animal life,
And we'd rather fuck than fight.
We pledges, we pledges,
With dirt behind our ears,
Can lick our weight in sophomores,
And drink our weight in beers.
The Sammies, the Zeebies,
The Pi Lambda Phi's,
Could never lick a Kappa Nu,
In a hundred million tries, Hey!
2. The Girl Of Kappa Nu
Of all the girls in the wide, wide world,
Of those who are fair and true,
The one of whom we will ever sing,
Is the girl of Kappa Nu.
3. Always
I'll be loving you...always,
With a love that's true...always,
When the things you've planned,
Need a helping hand,
I will understand...always, always,
Days may not be fair...always,
That's when I'll be there...always,
Not for just an hour,
Not for just a day,
Not for just a year,
But always.
4. A Soldier I Will Be
My cunt, my cunt, my country's calling me,
Asshole, asshole, a soldier I will be,
To piss, to piss, two pistols by my side,
A whore, a whore, a horsey I will ride,
Asshole, asshole, a soldier I will be,
Fuck you, fuck you, for curiosity,
To piss, to piss, two pistols by my side,
A whore, a whore, a horsey I will ride.
5. Pubic Hair
Puh... puh... puh... Pubic hair,
You've got the cutest little pubic hair,
There's nothing in the world that can compare,
Pubic hair,
Penis or vagina,
Nothin' could be finer,
Pubic hair,
I'm up in heaven when I'm in your underwear,
I didn't need a shove,
I got a mouthful of,
Your tasty pubic hair
6. Brassieres
Suck my nipple and bite my tit,
Suck my nipple and bite my tit (sung continuously underneath main lyrics)
Brassieres, they're on the upper floor at Sears,
They've got a pair to fit your ears,
They've even got a size for queers,
Brassieres, brassieres...
7. I've Got To Change My Rag, It Itches
I've got to change my rag, it itches,
It's sticking to my pubic hairs,
‘Cause I'm a Kappa Nu cocksucker,
Get fucked, you Bears...
So, open your fly and lay down on the floor,
Give me those big balls that I'm longing for,
Blow me, and show me,
What Kappa Nu pledges are for.
8. Missed The Toilet Last Night
Missed the toilet last night,
Pissed all over the floor,
Cleaned it up with my toothbrush,
Don't brush my teeth much any more.
9. Parties, Banquets and Balls
Let's have parties and banquets,
Parties, banquets and balls,
As the head of the table said twice before,
This is the moment that we've waited for,
So let's have parties and banquets,
Parties, banquets and balls,
Parties and banquets and banquets and parties,
And balls, balls, balls.
10. Cardinals Be Damned
Cardinals be damned, boys, the Cardinals be damned
Cardinals be damned, boys, the Cardinals be damned
If any Stanford sonovabitch don't like the blue and gold
He can pucker up his rosy red lips and kiss the bear's assshole!
11. Palms Of Glory
Palms of vict'ry, palms of glory,
Palms of vict'ry we shall win,
For Cali-California.
Palms of vict'ry, palms of glory,
Palms of vict'ry we shall win.
What'll we do to the Stanfordites, on that great day?
We'll celebrate our victory, after the fray,
So raise your glasses to the sky, vict'ry is near,
Hit ‘em again boys, hit ‘em again boys, harder.
Palms of vict'ry, palms of glory,
Palms of vict'ry we shall win,
For Cali-California.
Palms of vict'ry, palms of glory,
Palms of vict'ry we shall win.
12. Sons of California
We're sons of California,
And men of Kappa Nu.
We'll drink to California, and to our brothers, too.
So sing the joyful chorus, and give a rousing cheer,
Here's to California, our alma mater dear.
13. Hail To California
Hail to California, alma mater dear,
Sing the joyful chorus, sound it far and near,
Rallying ‘round her banner, we shall never fail,
California, alma mater, hail, hail, hail (tail, tail, tail)
14. All Hail Blue And Gold
(Darrel has the words and will fill)
15. Cal Drinking Song
Oh, they had to carry Harry to the ferry,
Oh, they had to carry Harry to the shore,
And the reason that they had to carry Harry to the ferry
Was that Harry couldn't carry any more.
California, California,
The hills resound the cry,
We're out to do or die.
California, California,
We'll win the game or know the reason why
And when the game is over we will buy a keg of booze,
And we'll drink to California ‘til we wobble in our shoes,
So drink, tra la la, drink, tra la la
Drink, drank, drunk last night,
Drunk the night before,
Gonna get drunk tonight like I never got drunk before,
For when I'm drunk I'm as happy as can be.
For I am a member of the Souse family.
Oh, the Souse family is the best family,
That ever came over from old Germany
There's the highland Dutch and lowland Dutch,
The Rotterdam Dutch and the Irish,
Sing glorious, victorious, one keg of beer for the four of us,
Sing "Glory be to God that there are no more of us,
For one of us could drink it all alone, damn near!"
Here's to the Irish, they're drunk....the lucky stiffs...
16. Our Sturdy Golden Bear
Our dirty Golden Bear,
Is losing all his hair,
His teeth are out,
He's got the gout,
He don't know what it's all about...
(Plus real version)
17. The Gay Caballero
I am a gay caballero,
Travelling to Rio De Janeiro,
I carry with me, my bombom-ba-dee,
And both of my bombom-baderos.
I went into a cantina, a very fine cantina,
I carried with me, my bombom-ba-dee,
And both of my bombom-baderos.
I met a gay señorita, a VERY fine señorita,
She played with the tip of my bombom ba-dee,
And one of my bombom-ba-deros.
She gave me a case of clapita,
A very bad case of clapita,
Right on the tip of my bombom-ba-dee,
And one of my bombom-baderos.
I went to see a medico, a very fine medico,
he cut off the tip of my bombom-ba-dee,
And one of my bombom-baderos.
I am a sad caballero,
Travelling from Rio De Janiero,
I have not with me, my bombom-ba-dee,
And one of my bombom-baderos.
Each night as I lay on my pillow,
I reach down to play with my willow,
But all that is there is a hand-full of hair,
And one of my bombom-ba-deros.
18. The Fucking Big Wheel
There once was a sailor who came from the sea,
And this is the story he told to me,
About a young maiden with twat so wide,
That she could never be satisfied.
So they fashioned a prick from a shaft made of steel,
Attached it to a fucking big wheel,
Two balls of brass they filled with cream,
And the whole damned system was run by steam.
Around and around went the fucking big wheel,
In and out went the shaft made of steel,
“Do tarry a bit,” the poor maiden cried,
“I do believe I've been satisfied.”
But the fucking big wheel would not tarry a bit,
In fact there was no way of stopping it,
It split the poor maiden from asshole to tit,
And the whole damned system went up in... sh-sh-sh-
Shaving cream, stay nice and clean, shave every day,
and you'll .......(blah blah blah blah...)
19. Big Black Bull
The big black bull came down from the mountain,
Houston, Sam Houston,
The big black bull came down from the mountain,
Long time ago.
Chorus: It was a long time ago, a long time ago,
The big black bull came down from the mountain,
Long time ago.
Well he spied a Heffer in the pasture,
Houston, Sam Houston,
Well he spied a Heffer in the pasture,
Long time ago.
CHORUS:
Well he yumped that fence and he humped that heiffer,
Houston, Sam Houston,
Well he yumped that fence and he humped that heiffer,
Long time ago.
CHORUS:
Well he missed his mark and he Pfffft on the pasture, (?)
Houston, Sam Houston,
He missed his mark and he Pfffft on the pasture,
Long time ago.
CHORUS:
He wiped his dick on a white birch sapling,
Houston, Sam Houston,
He wiped his dick on a white birch sapling,
Long time ago.
CHORUS:
The big black bull went back to the mountain,
Houston, Sam Houston,
The big black bull went back to the mountain,
Long time ago.
20. The Pi Phi Song
High above a Pi Phi's garter,
High above her knee,
Lies a Pi Phi's greatest treasure,
Her virginity.
21. Chug-A-Lug Song
Here's to (NAME) tried and true,
He's a drunkard through and through,
So fill up the glass and celbrate the day
For when he goes to heaven, he will go the other way
So drink, chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug,
So drink, chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug,
So drink!
One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven!...
(Etcetera, until the drink is consumed)
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