PhDLyrics by Christie Wilcox, to the tune of Bruno Mars'Billionaire
I wanna get my PhD so fricking bad Get all of those jobs I never can I wanna be on the cover of Science Magazine And all your future research will cite me Oh every time I close my eyes I see my name with letters on the side Oh call me doctor if you don’t mind, oh yeah You’ll see, my life will be complete When I get my PhD I would have an office of my own Where I can be alone, buy myself a nice chair Close my eyes and sit there You know, I’ll prolly make my TAs do the grading Meanwhile I’ll hit the beach for a bit of sunbathing When I give a lecture, they’ll all sit up and listen Every single undergrad will wanna be in my section And the grad students, hell they’ll love me too Cuz aint no other doc that can do what I do Check it – I was born to excel In just a few years I’ll be polishing my nobel Just don’t call me misses such-and-such That’s Doctor Christie, thankyouverymuch Oh every time I close my eyes… I’ll be getting grants from government Saving for retirement And still will be able to afford to live decent You know, above the poverty line Cuz as a grad student I can barely scrape by I thin I’m gonna pay my future students better I’ll be raking in grant money so it won’t even matter They’ll be able to afford things like food and clothes They’ll have it so good, man, they won’t even know None of my students will suffer like me They’ll fully funded, living easy I know we all have a similar dream So grad students out there, raise your glass and sing with me I wanna get my PhD so frickin' bad… |