(to the tune of "Edelweiss" from The Sound of Music)
Edelstone, Edelstone,
every morning you greet me
small and cramped, dark and damp
like an inmate you treat me
Gunners' retreat may you save your seat, save your seat forever.
Edelstone, Edelstone, bless my med school forever.
Edelstone, Edelstone,
sewage drips from the ceiling.
In your shoe, it tickles you,
that's a cockroach you're feeling.
Gunner's camped out will they move their crap? Move their crap? Never!
Edelstone, Edelstone, bless my med school forever.
(to the tune of "The Ballad of the Green Beret")
Click on the "ballad" link above to hear a midi version of the original song.
Future surgeons in the class
Have no doubt that they will pass
They have read all night and day
The brave souls of the AOA
CHORUS:
Med school patch upon their arm
They know path, micro and pharm
One hundred souls will test today
But only ten will make AOA
Trained to live on chips and pop
Trained to read until they drop
There's no time for senseless play
They must get into AOA
[CHORUS]
Back at home, a young wife waits
Her AOA has met his fate
He dropped out, he was too stressed
Leaving her, his last request
"Put a patch on my son's arm,
make him learn 'first do no harm'
He'll be a man, they'll test one day
Have him get into AOA"
