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The Gunner Song ft. Harvard Medical School

The Gunner Song ft. Harvard Medical School


Hey, Gunner Kid, how do you do it? I never skip a class
Got my Netter’s cards in my pocket I-I-I’m gunning,
Don’t you think I’m stunning? Yes, you know I’m awesome! Walk into the class like
“I’ma be a sweet doc” So ahead on reading, man
I’m done with the next block Harvard on my chest,
it’s so damn stunnin’ That people like
“Damn! That’s some Ivy League gunnin’!” Rollin’ in, on the dot,
headin’ to the frontest row Stayed in Friday night, date with Linda… …Costanzo Gotta be the best,
no one sittin’ next to me They probably shoulda studied
more renal physiology But hey — I got 99%! Schmoozin’ it, rockin’ it,
’bout to go and get some compliments Raise my hand in class
showing everyone I know my sh– But my thoughts are so complex
I’m talkin’ and chalkin’ and flow-chartin’ like a boss for their benefit.
I know I’m it. I’ma be an orthopod No for real–ask your mama– Hands like a demigod! Fall first year
and I’m studying for boards Tutoring the second years
like I’m an overlord Have a bunch of interest clubs,
joined a bunch of interest clubs President of three… …and I think I’ll start a Gunner Club Hello, hello, my ace man, Professo’ Always seeking my advice,
consultin’ while I shadow Doesn’t matter if it’s
pulm, GI, or cardio So buff in my scrubs, I’m like “Welcome to the gun show.” I never skip a class
Got my Netter’s cards in my pocket I-I-I’m gunning,
Don’t you think I’m stunning? Yes, you know I’m awesome! I never skip a class
Got my Netter’s cards in my pocket I-I-I’m gunning,
Don’t you think I’m stunning? Yes, you know I’m awesome! What you know about
cranial nerves in your noggin? What you know about
connecting weird symptoms? I’m searching, I’m searching,
I’m searching right through that PubMed One man’s night off… …that’s another man’s gunning. Thank your med school
for accepting the best ever doctor ‘Cause right now I’m doctorin’ to all At the physical,
you’ll find me first in line I’m not, I’m not sick of
searchin’ through that rectum Your grammy, your aunty,
your momma, your mammy I take their BPs and their pulses,
all by hand I rock that phys exam! They’ll be in hypovolemic shock
now give fluids, man! I have the history on lock
now you know it, man! They be like…
“Oh, my chest feels hella tight” I’m like,
“Yo, that’s some angina pectoris” They lackin’ some oxygen,
give some nitroglycerin Learning angina pectoris–
that’s advanced knowledge, yeah! I called that when we all got pimped, yeah! I called that ’cause I knew my business! It’s not easy though, I’m skipping meals
while you wasting time at lunch talks, bro Big brain,
come take a look through my microscope Trying to out-gun me? Man you hella won’t! Man you hella won’t Gunner kid…runnin’ class…yeah! I never skip a class
Got my Netter’s cards in my pocket I-I-I’m gunning,
Don’t you think I’m stunning? Yes, you know I’m awesome! I wear my clean white coat I look incredible Put on my stethoscope My doctor skills are good as gold I wear my clean white coat I look incredible Put on my stethoscope My doctor skills are good as gold I never skip a class
Got my Netter’s cards in my pocket I-I-I’m gunning,
Don’t you think I’m stunning? Yes, you know I’m awesome! You’re not a doctor yet!

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