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Chopping Up the Teacher
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Evil Cowards
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There are some things, That I have done in life, That make me ashamed, That I keep from the wife Like the stains of butter crumpets, That spilled on the page, That will remain, Someday I'll confess To all those crimes But right now I'd like to say That I am guilty of the crime Of chopping up the teacher, Chopping up the teacher, It was I! Yes, I am guilty of the crime Of chopping up the teacher, It was I! It was those cricket scores, That made my claws sink in, Oh, the bloody gin, He told us to go fetch it, Though a pterodactyl hatched it, So I chopped off his head, And went to bed, Like I said It's me who's guilty of the crime Of chopping up the teacher, Chopping up the teacher, It was I! Yes, I am guilty of the crime Of chopping up the teacher, It was I! He said, "Trouble, it will come From the headmaster, And he'll make a right disaster of your bum!” And my parents, they were called, And my dad, he was appalled, When police reported, I've not done the lug, Younger parents do distrust Our public schools, Well, the [bad word] fools! Cause would the world be better Without paranoid cross dressers? I don't think so, I'd miss em', And so would I! He is guilty of the crime Of chopping up the teacher, Chopping up the teacher, It was him! Yes, he is guilty of the crime Of chopping up the teacher, It was him! [Sing, everybody!] Yes, he is guilty of the crime Of chopping up the teacher, It was him! Yes, he is guilty of the crime Of chopping up the teacher, It was him!
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