The Devil looked right back and him and said "Why visit me?"

Chorus:
We are, we are, we are the engineers
We can, we can, we can demolish forty beers
Drink rum, drink rum, drink rum all day and come along with us
For we don’t give a damn for any old man who don’t give a damn for us

MIT was MIT when Harvard was a pup
And MIT will be MIT when Harvard’s time is up
And any Harvard son of a b. who thinks he’s in our class
Can pucker up his busy lips and kiss the Beaver’s-- *Gasp!*

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A lady and an engineer were sitting in a bar
The engineer was working on some research after dark
His scientific method was a wonder to behold
While his right hand traced the figures—his left hand traced the curves

An MIT surveyor came upon the Gates of Hell
He looked the Devil in the eye and said “You’re looking well”
The Devil looked right back at him and said “Why visit me?
You’ve been through Hell already ‘cause you went to MIT.”

We are the engineers etc.

Three-point-one-four-one is pi and two-point-seven’s e
The root of minus-one is i and the speed of light is c
I can rattle off these numbers till infinity
But the only thing that’s constant is the work at MIT

We are the engineers etc.

My parents spent a fortune sending me to MIT
Although they heard it was a place of wild debauchery
But now they both can rest assured that they should have no fears
I’ve never even heard of sex ‘cause I’m an engineer.

We are the engineers etc.

We are, we are, we are the engineers
(MIT’s finest, MIT engineers)
We have no fears,
We drink our bears
Devoid of fears we shop at Sears
Etc.

We are, we are, we are the engineers
We can we can demolish forty bears!
And we shall tool for ever and ever

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