Fresh Prince of Manchest-air

By: harrygodfrey (School of Chemistry)
Competition Year: 2016
Votes (14) | Comments (1)
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(Sung to the Fresh Prince of Bel Air theme)

Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Manchest-Air

In Uni Park Nottingham born and raised
On the lab-bench was where I spent most of my days
Weighin’ out mixin’ up refluxin’ all cool
And all fire-drillin’ outside of the chemistry school
When the Dean of Science was up to no good
Started switching funding and where my project stood
He got one massive offer and my boss got snared
He said ‘You’re movin’ with your lab-group to Manchest-air’

We begged and we pleaded with him day after day
But we packed up the lab and were sent on our way
He gave me a van and we packed it right to the brim
I looked at the radio and thought ‘I hope this ain’t a whim’

M6, yo this is a glitch
‘Vote pies!’ scrawled on top of a bridge
Is this what the people of Manchest-Air living like?
Hmm this might be alright…

But wait I hear its rainy, stormy, all that
Is that the type of place he can just send a lab rat?
I don’t think so
I’ll see when I get there
I hope they’re prepared for the prince of Manchest-air

Well, the van parked and when we came out
There was a dude who looked like Prof standing there with my name out
I ain’t trying to get assessed yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared

I signalled a bus and when it came near
The bus blind said ‘Uni’ and the magic was here
And the journey was no more than a £1 fare!
But I thought ‘Nah, forget it’ – ‘Yo, home to Manchest-air’

I pulled up to the school all melancholy
And I yelled to the driver ‘Yo, you got a brolly?’
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit in my lab as the Prince of Manchest-air
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This is so cool! I love it :)