glory, glory halelujah
teacher hit me with a ruler
i hid behind the door with a loaded .44
she ain’t my teacher no more.
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(sung to ‘On top of Old Smokey’)
On top of the school bus
all covered in blood
i shot my poor teacher with a .44 slug
i went to her funeral
i went to her grave
everybody threw flowers
i threw a grenade
and after the smoke cleared
she still wasn’t dead
i took my bazooka
and blew off her head
the police came and got me
they threw me in jail
so i took that bazooka
and blew them to hell
-Zach, Lubbock, TX
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