(To be sung on U-day. In a public place. With gusto.)
Should old alliance be forgot
and never brought to mind,
we’ll all get sloshed and then set course
for a bright and better time.
Chorus:
A bright and better time, my friends,
a bright and better time,
We’ll raise a glass to freedom yet,
a bright and better time.
No ruttin’ purple bellies,
no more law, and hence – no crime!
We’ll gladly rob and shoot ’em all,
in our bright and better time.
No health care, dole or pensions –
we’ll just die at twenty-nine,
our tax funds pay for gas and whores,
oh, bright and better time!
For who needs schools when he has cows,
a whip will do just fine,
a Callahan and Stetson breed
a bright and better time.
We’ll zoom around in buckets
we call ‘Sin’ or ‘Rebel’s Prime’,
all feeling young and reckless in
that bright and better time.
Should old alliance be forgot,
who’ll miss those gorram swine?
To freedom! It will be a blast,
our bright and better time.
(Lyrics: Eva Van Daele-Hunt, based on “Auld Lang Syne”, Music: traditional)