The SOAS Anthem

Written by M. Ali F. Khan on 19th October 2008 in the bar.

Voted by UGM as the official anthem on 17th January 2012 in the JCR.
 

From the sands of the Sahara to the shores of Singapore,
To jungles of the Congo, to the jungles of Angkor,
To fat holes in the ceilings and those fag stains on the floor
Yes we’re SOAS, SOAS til we die.
 
Oh, We’re not Mary’s, we’re not Vets, we’re not from UCL,
Oh, We’re not City, we’re not Met and we’re not KCL,
We study all the empire but we’re not Imperial,
Yes we’re SOAS, SOAS til we die.
 
From Regent’s Park to King’s Cross, Edgeware Road both up and down,
From Bakerloo to Picadilly, Circle round and round,
(We’re bloody good to know when you’ve passed out in Chinatown)
Cos we’re SOAS, SOAS til we die.
 
We don’t have any money and Dinwiddy is a dive
But we’ve got Hare Krishna so we’ll know that we’ll survive
(And if it’s getting desperate we’ll just work for MI5)
Cos we’re SOAS, SOAS til we die.
 
We learn about economies but most of us are broke,
Our student loan’s gone missing ‘cos the company’s a joke
But we’ll save up all the pennies just to buy another toke…
Cos we’re SOAS, SOAS til we die.
 
We know about our history and International Laws,
We’ll demonstrate and remonstrate and leaflet for the cause,
We’ll even raise our voices (if our iPods are on pause)
Cos we’re SOAS, SOAS til we die.
 
We’re experts on Swahili, Arabic and Mandarin,
We know a bit about our beer, our vodka and our gin,
(And if you’re just a fresher keep your ‘meat samosa’ in)
Cos we’re SOAS, SOAS til we die.
 
Our knowledge is our power but it’s very clear to see
That everything’s about the cash and nothing comes for free
Still our elephants and camels march together tree to tree
Cos we’re SOAS, SOAS til we die.
 
So here’s to Russell, here’s to Vernon, raise your glasses high!
A toast to good old Faber and respect to old Brunei!
We’ll sleep on the white steps when we’re impoverished alumni…
Cos we’re SOAS, SOAS til we die.
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