The Fix - Two Guys At Harvard текст песни

Grahame:
Nothing like a well-told story, kiddies
So who here'd like to hear about your dear old uncle Grahame?

Born the prodigal son
Should have had it made
But sadly, it would not be so
Cursed with childhood polio
I st-st-stuttered my way through the seventh grade

Watched my little brother
Win the student council race
Perfect smile
Chisled bod
Captain of the
Football squad
Tall, athletic
Next to God
Reed could do no wrong
But no bad feelings!
Reed could do no wrong
Still...
We were best of buddies, Reed and I
Until those college years came by...

Grahame & Reed:
Two guys at Harvard
Making a name
One was athletic
The other was lame
Two guys at Harvard
Forward they forge
Leaning on each other
Just like Ira and George!

Two guys at Harvard
Oh, what a pair

Reed:
Grahame had the smarts

Grahame:
Reed had fabulous hair

Grahame & Reed:
One had the looks
And one had the plan
So between the two of them
You had quite a man!

Oh, those Harvard days
Oh, those Harvard nights

We're talking fancy airs
And frat-house antics
French champagne
And greek semantics
Tailored suits
And home-made beer
Live it up, boys...
Because it's all downhill from here!

Reed:
Hey, Grahame!

Grahame:
Yes Reed!

Reed:
Grahame! Tell me, how does a crippled boy change a light bulb?

Grahame:
I don't know, Reed. How does a crippled boy change a light bulb?

Reed:
He doesn't! He gets his healthy younger brother to do it for him...

Grahame & Reed:
...Just like everything else!

Reed:
Hey, Grahame!

Grahame:
Yes Reed!

Reed:
Grahame!

Grahame:
Reed!

Reed:
Hey, Grahame!

Grahame:
Oh Reed!

Reed:
Why did the stutterer cross the road?

Grahame:
I don't know, Reed. Why did the stutterer cross the road?

Reed:
To get to the other sssssss-side!

Grahame & Reed:
Walla-walla-boom!

Reed:
How about doing a little hat and crutch number for us, Grahame!

(DANCE)

Grahame & Reed:
Oh, those Harvard days
Oh, those Harvard nights
We're talking fancy airs
And frat-house antics
French champagne
And greek semantics
Tailored suits
And home-made beer
Live it up, boys...
Because it's all downhill from here!

Grahame:
And then there were the girls! Oh, the campus was swarming with 'em! And the queen of them all was Violet! Now, originally - as hard as this is to believe - Violet was my date. Reed was set up with her best friend from the Sorority house.

Violet:
But I'm a firm believer in not having to play the hand you're dealt!

Grahame, Reed & Violet:
And we went roller skating
Dancing
Squiring and romancing
Drinking at our neighbourhood canteen
Then to the cinema
We're foray
Looking for amore
Somewhere darkened
Mezzanine
And soon the woman come to love the man
(If not the one they thought)
Ev'rything according to plan...
Her plan...

Reed ruled the campus
Preened like a ham
Body by God
And ideas by Grahame
Then they met Vi'let
Sexy and slim
She played 'em off each other
Till the brothers turned Grim(m)

Two guys at Harvard
Met with a dame
Who wanted the cute one
But dated the lame
Two guys at Harvard
Flirting with death
Picture Cain and Abel
Courtin' Lady Macbeth!

Oh, those Harvard days
Oh, those Harvard nights
We're talking fancy airs
And frat-house antics
French champagne
And greek semantics
Tailored suits
And home-made beer
Live it up, boys...
Because it's all downhill from here!