The Wits Are Going Down The Drain

Lyrics

We moved into the neighborhood before the fall was made And sat around the drive to watch the sinister parade A hundred gallivanting rascals of the brain We sent our finest hearts to slaughter A vision made of oil and water All the wits are going down the drain They built the University in 1955 Ostensibly the reason was to keep the wits alive But now the animals are running it insane For discipline's a losing battle If you're kicking in a room of cattle All the wits are going down the drain I like to wait and pray There's someone in the mind of olden days Sitting under dormitory skies Wondering what has happened to the prize We fought to dream They say we're out of touch But they don't know what they mean The opportunity to get a higher point of view Has just become a punch-line for this rowdy rotten crew And have they even heard a single word of Twain? We used to bank our lives on knowledge But now it's just the ides of college All The Wits are going down the drain