To “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlem
God rest ye CS students now, Let nothing you dismay.The VAX is down and won't be up, Until the first of May.The program that was due this morn, Won't be postponed, they say.(chorus)CHORUS: Oh, tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.The bearings on the drum are gone, The disk is wobbling, too.We've found a bug in Lisp, and AlgolCan't tell false from true.And now we find that we can't getAt Berkeley's 4.2.(chorus)We've just received a call from DEC, They'll send without delayA monitor called RSuXIt takes nine hundred K.The staff committed suicide, We'll bury them today.(chorus)And now some cheery news for you, The network's also dead, We'll have to print your files onThe line printer instead.The turnaround time's nineteen weeks.And only cards are read.(chorus)And now we'd like to say to youBefore we go away, We hope the news we've brought to youWon't ruin your whole day.You've got another program due, tomorrow, by the way.(chorus)