Hell Relays Over

by Chris, (to the tune of "No woman no cry" by Bob Marley. Pronounce theorem, think etc, as teorem, tink etc)

Say say
Say I remember when we used to think
In the lec-lecture hall in Arey
Obba-obba serving the hypothesis
As they would mingle with the good theorems we prove
Theorems we had Theorems we lost
Along the way
In this bright future You can't forget repast
So stop ideas I say

'ere fellow camper don't think ideas

Say say
Say I remember when we used to think
In the lec-lecture hall in Arey
And then Colby would bring a cookie tray
And it was math would burn on through the day
Then we would solve ring teory problem
Of which I'll share with you
My brain is my only carriage
So I've got to push on through
But while I'm gone

Everything's gonna be all right
Everything's gonna be all right
Everything's gonna be all right
Everything's gonna be all right
(x2)

Oh my fellow camper don't think ideas

Take It to the Limit

by Chris, (to the tune of... "Take it To the Limit" by the Eagles)

Epsilon and its friend trusty delta
As the x value's tending to two
I was limi-ting a function that might be holey
Or might continue

If you always have a delta
Then team, the limit's found
And the y-val's the same
You're set to nail it down
But the lims I've seen lately
Keep on turnin' out
and burnin' out
and turnin' out The same

So put me on a sine wave and show me a line
And take it to the limit one more time

You can spend all your time proving lemmas
And you can spend all your ink chasing signs
If the proof fell to pieces tomorrow
Would you still be mine?

And when you're looking for your theorem
Nobody seems to care
And you can't think no more
ain't gettin' anywhere
When there's nothing to believe in
Still you're comin' back
You're runnin' back
You're comin' back for more

So put me on a realline and show me a sine
And take it to the limit one more time

Take it to the limit Take it to the limit
Take it to the limit One more time

C Crawling

by Tivon, (to the tune of "Free Fallin" by Tom Petty)

She's a good group, loves her zero
Loves products, and inverses too
She's a good group, complete and ordered
She's a field, and uncountable too

It's a long day, livin' at Mathcamp
There's a power, I need to compute
And I'm a bad boy, 'cause I don't even miss R

And I'm C crawling yeah I'm C crawling
C crawling

Analytics converge on the compacts
Uniform to a limiting map
Take the zeros in a product expansion
But the poles are summed in their place

And I'm C Crawling yeah I'm C crawling
C crawling

I wanna Cauchy Riemann condition
I wanna use the lemma of Schwarz
I wannr Weierstrass product expansion
Gonna leave the reals for awhile...

And I'm C Crawling yeah I'm C Crawling
C Crawling

Mathematician

by Chris and Meep, (to the tune of "Desperado" by the Eagles)

Mathematician, why don't you stop all your lectures
You've been chasing conjectures for so long now
Oh, they are hard ones, I know that you've got your reasons
These things that are teasin' you could be false and how

Don't you try the line of Riemann boy
You'll get no help from Maple
You know the sum Goldbach 'sanother lousy bet
Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get

Mathematician, oh you ain't gettin' no younger
Your theorem, oh theorem, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walkin' through this world all alone

Don't your feet get cold near to tenure time?
It's harder to get published every day
You're losing all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away

Mathematician, why don't you stop all your lectures
Give up on conjectures, find a new claim
They may be nameless, but you can get some more near'em
Prove a reasonable theorem
Prove a reasonable theorem, you'll still get some fame

Hotel Aleph Null - yeah

by Meep (and a little from the Eagles), (to the tune of "Hotel California")

Verse 1
On the dark Colby campus
Cool rain in my hair
Warm smell of asphalt dust
Risin' up through the air
Up above in the tower
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy & my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night

And I walked in the doorway
I heard "Hail Colby Hail"
and I was thinking to myself
of being sent to Heaven & being sent to Hell
Then a sign lit before me
I saw an infinite corridor
And heard a loud voice say:

Chorus
Welcome to the Hotel Aleph Null - yeah
What a lovely place (what a lovely place)
Got a lot of space
Packin' em in at the Hotel Aleph Null - yeah
Any time of year
You can find space here

Verse 2
But every room was taken
So I turned to go
But Jacques appeared before me
saying "we've always got room, you know
We'll shift people over
to the next room in line
You can then use the first one
I hope it suits you fine."

Sure enough, as he promised
The nearest room became free;
I didn't know when I got there
I'd be there for eternity
And still those voices are calling
From far far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Chorus

Verse 3
A new group came over
A group without end
Now I thought I would get to leave
So these new ones could get in.
But I was mistaken --
This was a crafty crew;
All old guests were moved over
to their old room numbers times 2

This left them a sequence
Of odd-numbered rooms
So they were accomodated
I was stuck in this hotel;
I could only leave
if they couldn't get everyone in --

Chorus

Verse 4
Last night, in came Cantor Set,
trying to get in.
But did they have the room?
Could they make it fit in?
A countable process
Can produce this set.
So they started filling up the rooms
in a way I'll never forget.

They put in all the endpoints
(All rational, they're fine)
But so many left over --
Enough to fill a line.
Obvious to see
they'd never be done.
There was no way around it --
Sent them to Hotel Aleph One.

Mathcamp!
Meep, last updated Aug 2001