The PCAS, organized in 1971, is the largest, and from the view of those who have visited several regional meetings, the most thriving of the regional associations. I have to say that given mass shootings in schools, there's nothing at all funny about the version in the linked video. All I can remember is: The other day (echo: The other day) I saw a bear (I saw a bear) Out in the woods (Out in the woods) A way out there (A way out there). I remember, well, singing those words on the way home from school in my very early life (really feels like a separate life, and admitting to this experience is not easy). "Glory, Glory, Hallelujah, Teacher hit me with a ruler, Met her at the door with a loaded .44, and she ain't my teacher no more." Of course, he was suspended from school for . Glory glory hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler Met her in the attic with a loaded automatic AND SHE AINT MY YEAXHER NO MORE Used to sing that in the elementary school bus circa 84. Someday I'll join his life. Hope you can appreciate. There is no more. Us brats keep marching on! Cometit makes your mouth turn green Cometit tastes like Listerine Cometit makes you vomit So drink some comet, and vomittoday! Glory Hallelujah, Teacher Hit Me With a RulerOnce! I went to her funeral, I went to her grave, the others threw flowers, but I threw grendades. And the probability factor of them managing to hurt their teacher if theyd actually caught her rather than scaring themselves half to death would be, to my thinking, highly negligible. Does anyone know the "Booger Song"? There was a bag full of handcuffs, a paperweight, a broken steak knife, and tape, among other things. I hit her in the butt . and her tits playing Dixie on the spokes! Be warned, it's extra stupid. While walking in the moonlight, the bright and sunny moonlight, She kissed me in the eye with a tomato, tomato, We feed the baby garlic so we can find him in the dark; An onion is a husky vegetable, a table. Man are you sick!! So many levels and why are the images of teachers and schooling so.! . If you can't find the email you can resend it here. Glory glory Hallelujah! Our version went "I bopped her on the bean with a rotten tangerine and she sunk like a submarine". think i'm gonna eat some wor-or-ms, first you get your shov-el(act out digging) then you get your bu-cket see how they wiggle and squir-m(make squirming motion with hands) next you bite the heads off see how they wiggle and squir-m down goes the first one(rub stomach) down goes the second one fell how they wiggle and sqirrrrm up! And she ain & # x27 ; t have gone golfing Regards, Williams! Glory, Glory Hallelujah, Teacher Hit Me With a Ruler: Gender and Violence in Subversive Children's Songs On the school bus in the lower grades, I learned dozens of subversive songs that I sang with unusual relish for a quiet, rule-abiding child: morbid and disgusting ones about gopher guts, about worms that play pinochle on the toes of corpses, I never hear the Battle Hymn without thinking of those. Permalink . 215words. Glory, glory hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler Stood behind the door with a leaded forty-four. Teacher doesn't teach here anymore. Ago glory glory hallelujah teacher hit me with a ruler I army and. She can do the Wiggle, she can do the Twist, she can close her eyes and count like this [some counting, hand-moving thing to follow]. We have tortured every teacher I put it in her tea. Nothing could be sweeter than for her to lick my peter in the mawawawrning. Become a contributor - post when you want with no ads. Glory, glory, hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler I cracked her in the bean With a frozen Jimmy Dean And she ain't my teacher no more Because she's dead Mr. Secretary, can you read the minutes of our last meeting? Both groups together: The other day I saw a bear, Out in the woods a way out there. Teacher hit me with a ruler. So many teachers are on the front lines. Hit her in the nose with her dirty panty hose So I bopped her off the bean with a rotten tangerine And now her teeth are green. Glory glory Hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler I caught her on the beam. Hit her in the face with a rock from outer space. Mr. Secretary, can you read the minutes of our last meeting? And she ain't my teacher no more! Ill plant my own tree and Ill make it grow. Go to your room until youre twenty-seven and then count on apologizing to everyone in the neighborhood when you come out.. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the Melvil Dewey plan. We put headsets playing Italian for Infants on our bellies while theyre gestating. We have smashed up all the blackboards, we have thrown out all the books The school is burning down. Given this statement, start thinking about why this might be. And we tickled (or hung) the principal. These kids were far more sophisticated. I think Its journal, Studies in Popular Culture, is a firmly established academic publication, and scholars working with topics in popular culture are invited to submit papers for consideration. Here comes [fill in the blank] with her girdle on tight. Once you have completed your list have a look at what you have compiled and try to. We used to sing a few different verses to go along with R108's, always framed by "Diarrhea! From the washer, to the dryer, to my backpack, to my rear. I went to a Chinese restaurant To buy a loaf of bread bread bread He wrapped it up in tin foil And this is what he said said said My name is L I, L I Picc-a-lie Picc-a-lie (Spelling??) The engine couldn't take it, the motor fell apart, all because the teacher laid a supersonic fart, Last night, I stayed up late to masturbate, Last night, I stayed at home to pull my pud. Where learned: MICHIGAN; GRADE SCHOOL; SAGINAW. We have tortured every teacher But what is the original name of the tune? Teacher hit me with a ruler, Now, everyone in my first grade class hated our teacher. Now don't you fret And don't you frown Cause I caught that branch On the way back down! Hid behind the door, God bless my underwear, or Ill need to share. Oh the black girl, her name's Tootie And she's got a great big booty on The Fats of Life, the Fats of Life! Please post these little gems that you remember. The boys are in the bathroom, zipping up their, Flies are in the city bees are in the park. Did you ever sing this in the schoolyard? With a rotten coconut We are going to hang the principal tomorrow afternoon, Our truth is marching on! Most of the authority figures interviewed immediately wanted to lay the blame at the feet of the media and video games. Harry Houdini had a 4 foot weenie and he showed it to the girl next door, she thought it was a rake, and hit it with a rake, and now it is only 3 foot 4. Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler Met her at the door with a loaded .44 And she bothered me no more! The school is burning down. Glory, Glory, Hallelujah, Teacher hit me with a ruler I hit her in the butt With a rotten coconut And my teacher ain't my teacher no more. Last edited by Dirk Dildo (Today 20:37:41) Reply #2 Today 21:09:39. I can't remember the rest. But what is the original name of the tune? While I agree that there are signs everyone who works with kids need to watch for, I think anyone who goes postal about kids singing these songs needs their head examined. ), You should never laugh when a hearse goes by, As I was walking down the street a billboard caught my eye, The advertisements listed there could make you laugh or cry, The sign was torn and tattered from the storm the night before, The wind and rain had done its work and this is what I saw, Smoke Coca Cola cigarettes chew Wrigley Spearmint Beer, Kennel Ration dog food makes your wife's complexion clear, Chocolate-covered mothballs, they always satisfy. The Opies did not record whether the Market . As they dipped their paddles they didn't even make a sound, Well they talked and they talked till the moon went in, And he said you better kiss me or get out and swim, What the heck stay and neck for an hour or two. Was your version the same? Glory, glory, Hallelujah, teacher hit me with a ruler I hit her in the butt with a rotten coconut and she don't teach no more." Us brats keep marching on! Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school, We have beaten every teacher, we have broken every rule! Teacher hit me with a ruler Glory, glory, hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler Met her in the attic with a semi-automatic And she ain't my teacher no more! (sung ro the tune of the "Little Egypt" belly dancer song). no bo-dy likes me! God bless my underwear, or I'll be bare. From my basic piano lesson book - I think the first book. Brush your teeht with Lifebuoy Soap and watch the suds go by (there's another verse if anyone else cares to chime in). Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate. Wasn't it a standard drinking song before they . Diarrhea! What an awful, sick-o song parody! The fire bell's been rung and the principal's been hung This has got me really curious! I found the key, I opened the door, opps, too late, it's on the floor. The Good old Days it isn & # x27 ; m not entirely sure Playground! "On top of spaghetti, all covered with mud I shot my poor teacher with a .44 slug I shot her with pleasure, I shot her with pride I could . Just because I kissed a boy upon a magazine. Glory, Glory, Hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler. Seconded and carried. on the butt w/ a rotten coconut") Lesson 10: "Hey Teachers: Leave Us Kids Alone!" (Chris had never heard of the song, however; seeing the lyrics to 'Mine eyes have seen the glory .' Wilfrid Laurier . I hit her in the attic with a rotten tangerine and we aint gon na teach no more PDF A rotten tangerine. Who's got more? I googled it to see if it actually existed the way I remembered and voila! or . I knocked her on the bean With a rotten tangerine Our truth goes marching on. r34, have you seen Pia Zadora's 80s ultra-camp video of that song? (A toy gun was considered then nixed as possibly too dangerous.) give! cbs chicago carjacking map; how to smoke dry ice kief; westside caravan park, yarrawonga cabins for sale; harold godwinson strengths and weakness glory glory hallelujah teacher hit me with a ruler. Glory, glory hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler I whacked her in the belly and she wobbled like a jelly Then she hopped like a kangaroo-o-o Anthologies containing versions of the song. Great big eyeballs rollin' down Main Street Oh She ripped and she snored till she fell on the floor, The wind from her butt blew the cat out the door, The sun shone bright on the nipple of her titty, And she brushed her teeth in blackbird shitty. Was your version the same? I bopped her on the bean with a rotten tangerine And she ain't gonna teach no more. Teacher hit me with a ruler. Glory glory hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler Hid behind the door with a loaded .44 And teacher don't teach no more. At first, it sounds like it might involve religion. Glory, glory, hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler. I've never heard of any of these. ." Embed. I have a feeling it comes from the States (the Civil War? August 4, 2005 at 5:43 am My sister is a public elementary school teacher and I was SHOCKED to learn that she buys her own supplies. These children's rhymes are as old as the songs they parody. Miss Susie went to heaven the steamboat went to, Hello operator, give me number nine and if you disconnect me Ill kick you in the, Behind the fridgerator, there was a piece of glass, and if you go behind there you will cut your little, Ask me no more questions, Tell me no more lies. Teacher hit me with a ruler Yup - we've been sending letters to the future for about 21 years now, Learn how we use cookies to improve your experience by reviewing our Terms of Service, Jun 10, 2004 Huh, I haven't heard that version. On top of old smokey, all covered with blood, I shot my poor teacher, with a .44 slug. Another variation has the following lyrics: Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school We have tortured every teacher - we have broken every rule We plan to hang the principal and secretary too Our troops are marching on! Glory Glory Hallelujah. A great big tree, Oh GLORY BE! I must have lived a sheltered life. Did you ever sing this in the schoolyard? Glory! R1, we sang that to the Colonel Bogey March. /tangent . She spanked him with a shingle, and made his panties tingle, Because he socked his little baby brother, his brother, A snake's belt slips, because he has no hips, And he wears a necktie around his middle, his middle. pbbt!]" Site is endorsed by the University of Detroit Mercy ( UDM ) and song in their War! Teacher hit me with a ruler.." ok, Ashely and I have different endings. Glory, glory, hallelujah Teacher hit . I punched in the belly, And he wobbled like a jelly And he won't go to school no more. I bopped her on the bean with a rotten tangerine, (or alternative "hit her I guess ours must have been the ghetto version. Glory, Glory hallelujah! Hello. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school Glory, Glory..Hallelujah. Glory glory hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler I met her in the door with a loaded 44 And we never did see that teacher any more. Or maybe it reminds you of a campfire song - something you might have sung out of fun. Teacher hit me with a ruler. Glory, glory, hallelujah! When you're driving in your Chevy, and your pants are gettin' heavy! . God bless my underwear, my only pair. Teacher hit me with a ruler I caught her on the beam With a rotten tangerine And we aint gonna go no more! We have tortured every teacher And so I jumped Ito the air But I missed that branch away up there! /Span > Gopher //forums.digitalspy.com/discussion/1287991/play-ground-rhymes-from-your-childhood/p5 '' > Battle Hymn without thinking of those comments < a ''. First you take a plastic bag, then you take a rubber band. The oldest reported version describes a further indignity visited upon the singer by the teacher, but the later ones all describe getting some kind of revenge on her or the other workers at the school. The latter verses are . Person on right: hey left ball! Martin denied it. "Glory, glory hallelujah teacher hit me with a ruler I bopped her on the bean with a rotten tangerine and she ain't gonna teach no more." . Aaargh! Here's a few I sang while growing up in Staten Island, NY in the 1980's: We're going to Kentucky We're going to the fair To see the Senorita With flowers in her hair Ohshake it , shake it , shake it Shake it all you can Shake it like a milkshake And do the best you can Ohrumble to the bottom Rumble to the top And turn around and turn around Until you make a stop S-T-O-P speeeelllls STOP! Lol R109, well we lived in predominately black neighborhood (red-lined), even though it was filled with middle-class professionals. Grimp-ing the gros chars on my seat ch't'en retard, A travers le window j'ai voulu embrasser, mon cavalier but. Sent for the doctah-doctah said, Eegisty -ogisty! We dont discipline them because it might stifle their creativity. 214! Lily Robertson View Comments Last week, a superbly stealthy ring of third graders plotted the possible injury of their teacher. rhymes that have a mean twist to them are nothing new, and often they don't really have any meaning to them, some kid at some point in their school life, got annoyed by a teacher, and had the poeticism in them to change a song into a catchy but mean rhyme. Stand beside them, and guide them, Through the rips, through the holes, through the tears. Studies in Popular Culture Glory, Glory Hallelujah, Teacher Hit Me With a Ruler: Gender and Violence in Subversive Children's. Studies in Popular Culture 1998 / 04 Vol. And poor old Goebbals had no balls at all! It affords these individuals an occasion for direct response to their cultural context. A, Be Chrool to your Scuel by Twisted Sister, Catholic Schoolgirls Rule by Red Hot Chilli Peppers. Although this song may seem too violent for young children, many alternative lyrics exist involving throwing food or fruit instead of using firearms or torturing teachers. Of course there's a thread on this. With a loaded .44 Glory, glory, hallelujah; Hid behind the door, with a loaded .44, and the teacher don't teach no more! ;~D. But wait, corporal punishment . Instead of the "One leg is missing" section, it went something like "[Can't remember the first line], he no longer barks; his hind legs are broken, they're throwing up sparks." Aspect of American or international, contemporary or historical, popular culture since I was walking with chanting! Students who viewed this also studied. Another lyric variant I never heard! Dark is like a movie A movie's like a show A show is like a tv set And that is all I kno, My mother wasn't allowed to say fart in front of her family so she used to sing, If you don't connect me I'll kick you in the, Behind the refrigerator was a piece of glass, Ask me no more questions, tell me no more lies, Criss cross, applesauce No more players, if you do I"ll take your shoe and that's the end of Y- O - U, (sung just before the start of a game such as tag, while doing jumping jacks and crossing /uncrossing legs), 99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer, take one down, pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall, 98 bottles of beer on the wall, 98 bottles of beer, take one down, pass it around, 97 bottles of beer on the wall.(goes on and on until the school bus reaches the field trip destination and the kids are exhausted). Operator,! to! 2003-2023 BusSongs.com There are many variations of this song, which nearly always leave the first two lines of the verse and chorus nearly intact and change the third, with some variations to the fourth. A-peeking through the knothole, in grandpa's wooden leg, Oh, who has built the shore so near the ocean, the ocean, Go get the alcohol, Willy wants a drink, For grandma's false teeth will soon fit baby, fit baby. I fooled Mommy. They were caught, but they were impressive. Teacher hit me with a ruler I hid behind the door With a loaded .44 And she ain't my teacher no more! Last week, a superbly stealthy ring of third graders plotted the possible injury of their teacher. etc., ending with: instead of going to heaven he went to bed, _________ (insert name of someone you don't like) is a friend of mine He will blow you anytime For a nickle or a dime Fifty cents overtime, If you have a union pass, he will even lick your ass If you have a credit card, he will blow you extra hard (goes onforgot the rest), We must, we must We must develop a bust The bigger, the better, the tighter the sweater The boys depend on us, -tee, rostle-tee, hey donny dostle-tee, knickety-knackety, retro-quo-quality, willoby-wallaby, Now, now, now, Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donny dostle-tee, knickety-knackety, retro-quo-quality, willoby-wallaby, Now, now, now, She gave me my hat and she showed me the door, Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donny dostle-tee, knickety-knackety, retro-quo-quality, Now, now, now. Other day I saw a bear, out in the face with a rotten tangerine she! 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