They Call the Stuff Urea

(To the tune of “On Blueberry Hill”)

You took a spill
Out on Vineyard Hill

(To the tune of “The Long and Winding Road”)

Turn off that damn cell phone
‘Cause we’re in a - quiet zone

(To the tune of “It Never Rains in Southern California”)

In a lot beside a crater . . . . . by the MU
Was a truck that was attached to . . . . . something huge

(To the tune of “I Left My Heart in San Francisco”)

You’ve gone and left me breathless, so especially today
An absence from my body makes it hard to say

(To the tune of “The Times They Are A-Changin’ ”)

Come listen up folks in the US of A
Who may notice that winter is going away

(To the tune of “Red River Valley”)

In Corvallis a lovable mascot
Wonders why he’s the way that he is

(To the tune of “You Are My Sunshine”)

Tomorrow’s forecast is rather gloomy
It starts with showers and ends with rain

(To the tune of “Que Sera, Sera”)

When I was out in Washington
There was a waiter