• THE HALLS OF CENTRAL

    Oh, we love the halls of Central

    That surround us here today.

    And we will not forget,

    Though we are far, far away.

    In the hallowed halls of Central,

    All our eyes will fill with tears

    On the day we leave the memories,

    Of our four golden years.

    When we leave the halls of Central,

    We’ll have many tales to tell,

    About the dreams we shared,

    Before we bid, “Oh farewell!”