We work all night, we work all day,
Study hard the Masters say,
Are we mad?

And still there never seems to be,
A single moment left for me,
This is sad!

In our dreams, we have a plan,
That someone gives us a helping hand.
We wouldn't have to work at all,
We'd fool around and have a ball.

Study, study, study,
It's not funny,
Down in Harper Hall.

Study, study, study,
It's so drudgy,
Down in Harper Hall.

Aha-aha,
All the things we could do,
If we didn't have to study,
In the Harper Hall.

Help like that is hard to find,
And too much thinking rots the mind,
Now we're mad...

How much time do I have free?
I count the minutes: one-two-three...
This is bad!

So our dream just won't come true,
Since we want to wear Harper Blue.
Keeping us at beck and call,
The Masters run us round the Hall.

Study, study, study,
We get muddy,
Cleaning Harper Hall.

Study, study, study,
It's not funny,
Here at Harper Hall.

Aha-aha,
All the things we could do,
If we didn't have to study,
Here in Harper Hall.

Written by Maeve and Taliesin
Based upon Money, Money, Money by Abba

ding all songs linked to this page, without infringement on the author's ©)
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Last updated October 1999