when you say WISCONSIN, you've said it all!
Where would the world be without the Badger Herald shout outs:
'Twas the night before Mifflin,
when all through the city
Not a student was stirring,
their livers were ready.
The kegs were ordered
by the dozens with care,
knowing the next day that
we all would be there.
The students were nestled
all snug in their beds,
while visions of beer pong
danced in their heads.
And girls in their shirts,
and I on their lap,
the kegs had just settled
awaiting the tap.
Tomorrow the street will
be home of a clatter,
we'll take pictures with cops
like nothing's the matter.
To the kegs in the basement
we'll fly like a flash,
The Mifflin Street Block Party,
oh what a bash.
Beer bongs and beer pong,
watch out for the mumps,
and for the love of God
don't play "My Humps."
The day will fly by
as the alcohol flows,
the number of arrests
nobody knows.
Now Booker! Now P.J.!
Now Marcus and Joe!
No drugs, no fights, and
no mopeds fo sho!
To the top of the porch!
To the pissing wall!
Drink up! Drink up!
We must drink it all!
We spring to the street,
we drink and we shout,
This is what Madison is all about!
When day becomes night
and the party is done,
Mifflin just proves
for parties? We're number one!
'Twas the night before Mifflin,
when all through the city
Not a student was stirring,
their livers were ready.
The kegs were ordered
by the dozens with care,
knowing the next day that
we all would be there.
The students were nestled
all snug in their beds,
while visions of beer pong
danced in their heads.
And girls in their shirts,
and I on their lap,
the kegs had just settled
awaiting the tap.
Tomorrow the street will
be home of a clatter,
we'll take pictures with cops
like nothing's the matter.
To the kegs in the basement
we'll fly like a flash,
The Mifflin Street Block Party,
oh what a bash.
Beer bongs and beer pong,
watch out for the mumps,
and for the love of God
don't play "My Humps."
The day will fly by
as the alcohol flows,
the number of arrests
nobody knows.
Now Booker! Now P.J.!
Now Marcus and Joe!
No drugs, no fights, and
no mopeds fo sho!
To the top of the porch!
To the pissing wall!
Drink up! Drink up!
We must drink it all!
We spring to the street,
we drink and we shout,
This is what Madison is all about!
When day becomes night
and the party is done,
Mifflin just proves
for parties? We're number one!