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SMAD. An Organ of Student Opinion. 1937. Volume 8. Number 1.

College Songs

College Songs

The Song of Victoria College.

Air: "Clementine."
Aedem colimus Minervae
Acti desiderio
Aries nosse liberates
Hoc in Hemispheric
Aedem colimus Musarum
Sub Australi sidere
Nos a Music maris longa.
Nequent dividere

Chorus:
Oh Victoria sempiterna
Sit tibi felicitas
Alma mater peramata
Per aetates maneas.

Studiosi, studiosae
Captant sapientiam
Circa centi turbulent
Auferunt desidiam
Omnium Collegiorum
Surgit hoc novissimum
Ergo vires juveniles
Exhibent fortissium.
Corpus sanum ne sit absense
Properamus ludere
Subter jugum occupantes
Fuste pilam trudere.
Voces dignas Cicerone
Audias effundere
Oratores, Oratrices
Et sellas pertundere.

Haeremai Club Song.

We are the Club, the Haeremai Club,
The Haeremai Club are we.
We are the boys who make the noise
Up here at the V.U.C.

So open your lungs and bellow
And let outsiders see
That we are the club the Haeremai Club,
The pride of the Varsity.
We are the ones, the rowdy ones,
The rowdy ones are we.
We wear bow ties and we eat pork pies
Up here at V.U.C.

We may be green and yellow,
But we are always out for fun,
For we arts the Club, the Haeremai Club,
The one and the only one.
We are the knobs and not the snobs,
The aristocracy.
We want cigars and hotel-bars
Up here at V.U.C.

Come all you gay young fellows
And let us have a spree,
For we are the Club, the Haeremai Club,
The pride of the Varsity.

We're the Boys From Up the Hill.

We're the boys from up the hill. Victoria,
We're the boys from up the hill, Victoria,
We' re the boys from up the hill.
We give the girls a hell of a thrill,
Wiki—wiki—toria!

And when we come we have some fun, Victoria,
And when we come we have some fun. Victoria,
And when we come we have some fun, Victoria
We show the crowd how things are done,
Wiki—wiki—toria!

The crowd don't like to hear us yell, Victoria,
The crowd don't like to hear us yell, Victoria,
The crowd don't like to hear us yell,
The jolly old crowd can go to hell,
Wiki—wiki—toria!

They put us in the foremost pew, Victoria,
They put us in the foremost pew, Victoria,
They put us in the foremost pew,
They treat us just like standard two,
Wiki—wiki—toria!

The sheilahs say we must be good, Victoria,
The sheilahs say we must be good, Victoria,
The sheilahs say we must be good,
We wouldn't be angels if we could,
Wiki—wiki—toria!