Times have changed a bit. This is the version I knew at that age, back when the dinosaurs still roams the earth.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school
We have tortured all the teachers and we’ve broken every rule
We are now headed down the hall to hang the pricipal
??? is marching on (don’t remember that)
Glory glory hallelujah
Teacher hit me with a ruler
I hit her on the bean with a rotten tangerine
And the juice came squirting out.
Upon reflection, that 1st verse sounds like the French Revolution. Hmm.
mine was more violent due to the advent of fire arms:
“teacher hit me with a ruler”
“went to her door with a loaded 44”
“and she don’t teach no more”
Pardon the double negative.
I think the one I knew was different too, something about hand grenades and a loaded .45.
This is one we used to sing:
Joy to the World
The school’s burned down
The teachers are all dead
We’re looking for the principal
He’s hanging on the flagpole
With a rope around his neck
With a rope around his neck
With a ro-ope around his ne-e-eck
It’s amazing to see the variety!
Here was our version:
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school
We have tortured all the teachers and we’ve broken every rule
We have beaten (insert name of Principal) in a dirty game of pool
Us kids go marching on
Glory glory hallelujah
Teacher hit me with a ruler
I hid behind the door with a loaded .44
And teacher don’t teach no more!
Also sang:
From the halls of Montezuma to the Shores of PTA
We will fight our teachers battles
With spitballs and with clay
We will fight for more recess
And to keep our desks a mess
We are proud to claim the title
Of teacher’s little pests
Then there was this one:
We are brave we are bold for the liquor we can hold
In the cellar of Murphy’s saloon
We will drink, drink, drink
‘Til we puke up in the sink
Call out the order for More Beer! (More Beer)
We were lying on the floor
When the cops came through the door
In the cellar of Murphy’s saloon
There were song on bus rides for field trips. I’m sure the teachers were thrilled!
Of course we always threw in 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall just to REALLY irritate them!
LOL..I remember that one! I didn’t know the first verse very well, but the second one I did. The version I learned was similar, but with a twist in the last 2 lines: “I met her at the door with a deadly 44, now there won’t be a teacher anymore, SHUT THE DOOR!”. I think the last 3 words were an afterthought; and besides, it rhymed!
LOL..I remember that one! I didn’t know the first verse very well, but the second one I did. The version I learned was similar, but with a twist in the last 2 lines: “I met her at the door with a deadly 44, now there won’t be a teacher anymore, SHUT THE DOOR!”. I think the last 3 words were an afterthought; and besides, it rhymed!
LOL..I remember that one! I didn’t know the first verse very well, but the second one I did. The version I learned was similar, but with a twist in the last 2 lines: “I met her at the door with a deadly 44, now there won’t be a teacher anymore, SHUT THE DOOR!”. I think the last 3 words were an afterthought; and besides, it rhymed!