To the tune of Go the Distance from Disney’s Hercules.
Named for the Institut d’études politiques de Paris.
I have often dreamed
Of a uni place,
Where a master’s programme
Will be waiting for me,
Where TA’s will cheer
At my thoughts on race,
And my marks keep saying this is where I’m meant to be.
I will find my way,
I will go the distance.
I’ll be there some day,
If I find the dough.
I know every class
Will be clear as glass,
I would do most anything
To get into Sciences Po.
I am on my way,
I can save the fees up.
Though it costs so much,
Somehow I will go.
Though I’ll have to work
For a stupid jerk,
I would do most anything
To get into Sciences Po.
I will beat the odds,
One in ten ain’t that bad.
My CV will sound
Smart, and apropos.
I will please the gods,
Who call themselves “admissions,”
And I’ll spend my house deposit
All on Sciences Po.