(near enough accurate lyrics for anyone!) This school, of late, has started reeking Quiet, maggots, when I'm speaking! Reeking, with a most disturbing scent Only the finest nostrils smell it But I know it oh-too-well It is the odour of rebellion It's the bouquet of dissent! The smell of rebellion comes out in the sweat And phys-ed will get you sweating And it won't be long before I smell the pong Of aiding and abetting A bit of phys-ed will tell us Who has a head full of rebellious thoughts Hold, hold! Just like a rotten egg floats to the top Of a bucket of water A wiff of insurgents The stench of intent The reek of pre-pubescent protest The funk of defiance The odour of coup One, two, three, four The waft of anarchy in progress Please, miss, please!Once we've "exercised" these demons They shall be too pooped for scheming Some double-time discipline Should stop the rot from setting in! All right, let's step it up. Double time One, two, three, four Discipline. Discipline For children who aren't listening;The "miss, I need a tissue" - It's an issue we can fix There is no mystery to mastering The art of classroom discipline It's discipline, discipline - Discipline! The smell of rebellion The stench of revolt The reek of pre-pubescent plotting The whiff of resistance The pong of dissent The funk of moral fibre rotting . . Let's bring this odour home! That smell of rebellion? The stench of revolt The reek of insubordination The whiff of resistance The pong of dissent And I will not stop till you are squashed; Till this rebellion is quashed; Till glorious, sweaty discipline has washed This sickening stench - away!
Lyrics: This school of late has started reeking, Quiet Maggots, when I’m speaking!! Reeking with a most disturbing scent. Only the finest nostrils smell it. But I know it oh-to-well. It is the odor of rebellion, it’s the bouquet of dissent. ….. The smell of rebellion comes out in the sweat, And phys-ed will get you sweating. … And it won’t be long …. Before I smell the pongggg …. of aiding and abettinggg … A bit of Phys-Ed will tell us who has a head full of rebellious thoughts. HOLD. HOLD. Just like a rotten egg. Floats to the top. Of a bucket of waterrrr. A whiff of insurgence A stench of intent ….. The reek of pre-pubescent protest, … The funk of defiance, the odour of coup, The waft of anarchy in progress. ( Eric: please miss please) Once we’ve exercised these demons, they shall be too pooped for scheming…. Some double-time discipline should stop the rot from setting innnnn! (Trunchbull: Alright, let’s step it up. Double time! 1, 2, 3, 4….) Discipline, discipline for children who aren’t listening, the miss I need a tissue, it’s an issue we can fix, there is no mystery to mastering the art of classroom mistressing! It’s discipline, discipline! (Kids: DISCIPLINE!) The smell of rebellion, the stench of revolt, the reek of pre-pubescent plotting… A whiff of resistance The pong of dissent… The funk of anarchy in progress. (Trunchbull: Let’s bring this odor home!!) All: The smell of rebellion, the stench of revolt, the reek of insubordination, a whiff of resistance, the pong of dissent! Trunchbull: and I will not stop, til you are squashed, til this rebellion is quashed, til glorious sweating discipline has WASHED. This sickening sten CH awayyyyyyyyy! Yes, I am aware there are 1,2,3,4s in there somewhere!
I really struggled remembering the words to this song until I had read over them multiple times so here you go: This school of late has started reeking. QUIET MAGGOTS WHEN I AM SPEAKING!! reeking of the most disturbing scent. Only the finest nostrils smell it, but I know it oh too well. It is the odour of rebellion, it’s the bouquet of descent! The smell of Rebellion comes out in the sweat and phys ed will get you sweating. And it won’t be long before I smell the pong of aiding and a betting. A bit of phys ed will tell us who has a head full of rebellious thoughts. Hold! HOLD! Just like a rotten egg, float to the top of a bucket of water. A whiff of insurgence. The stench of intent. The reek of pre-pubescent protest. The funk of defiance. The odour of coup. The waft of anarchy in progress. Once we’ve exercised these demons, they shall be too pooped for skimming Some double time discipline should stop the rot from setting i!i!i!nn(ah) Alright, let’s step it up, double time… 1,2,3,4- Discipline Discipline for children who aren’t listening and miss I need a tissue, it’s an issue we can fix. There is no mystery to mastering the art of classroom listening is discipline, DISCIPLINE…. The smell of rebellion. The stench of revolt. The reek of pre-pubescent plotting. A whiff of resistance. The pong of descent. The funk of moral fibre rotting. LETS BRING THIS ODOUR HOME… The smell of rebellion. The stench of revolt. The reek of insubordination. A whiff of resistance. The pong of descent. And I will not stop; till you are squashed; till this rebellion is quashed; Till glorious sweaty discipline has washed this sickening steeeeeench(ah) AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAYY!
Yaaaaay!! used this for practice and made it as the Trunchbull. Thanks for posting!++
(near enough accurate lyrics for anyone!)
This school, of late, has started reeking
Quiet, maggots, when I'm speaking!
Reeking, with a most disturbing scent
Only the finest nostrils smell it
But I know it oh-too-well
It is the odour of rebellion
It's the bouquet of dissent!
The smell of rebellion comes out in the sweat
And phys-ed will get you sweating
And it won't be long before I smell the pong
Of aiding and abetting
A bit of phys-ed will tell us
Who has a head full of rebellious thoughts
Hold, hold!
Just like a rotten egg floats to the top
Of a bucket of water
A wiff of insurgents
The stench of intent
The reek of pre-pubescent protest
The funk of defiance
The odour of coup
One, two, three, four
The waft of anarchy in progress
Please, miss, please!Once we've "exercised" these demons
They shall be too pooped for scheming
Some double-time discipline
Should stop the rot from setting in!
All right, let's step it up. Double time
One, two, three, four
Discipline. Discipline
For children who aren't listening;The "miss, I need a tissue" -
It's an issue we can fix
There is no mystery to mastering
The art of classroom discipline
It's discipline, discipline -
Discipline!
The smell of rebellion
The stench of revolt
The reek of pre-pubescent plotting
The whiff of resistance
The pong of dissent
The funk of moral fibre rotting . .
Let's bring this odour home!
That smell of rebellion?
The stench of revolt
The reek of insubordination
The whiff of resistance
The pong of dissent
And I will not stop till you are squashed;
Till this rebellion is quashed;
Till glorious, sweaty discipline has washed
This sickening stench - away!
So hepful thank you:)
Can you please Post More Of These Instrumentals for Matilda?
Lyrics:
This school of late has started reeking,
Quiet Maggots, when I’m speaking!!
Reeking with a most disturbing scent.
Only the finest nostrils smell it.
But I know it oh-to-well.
It is the odor of rebellion, it’s the bouquet of dissent.
…..
The smell of rebellion
comes out in the sweat,
And phys-ed will get you sweating.
…
And it won’t be long
….
Before I smell the pongggg
….
of aiding and abettinggg
…
A bit of Phys-Ed will tell us who has a head full of rebellious thoughts.
HOLD. HOLD.
Just like a rotten egg.
Floats to the top.
Of a bucket of waterrrr.
A whiff of insurgence
A stench of intent
…..
The reek of pre-pubescent protest,
…
The funk of defiance, the odour of coup,
The waft of anarchy in progress.
( Eric: please miss please)
Once we’ve exercised these demons, they shall be too pooped for scheming….
Some double-time discipline should stop the rot from setting innnnn!
(Trunchbull: Alright, let’s step it up. Double time! 1, 2, 3, 4….)
Discipline, discipline for children who aren’t listening, the miss I need a tissue, it’s an issue we can fix, there is no mystery to mastering the art of classroom mistressing!
It’s discipline, discipline!
(Kids: DISCIPLINE!)
The smell of rebellion, the stench of revolt, the reek of pre-pubescent plotting…
A whiff of resistance
The pong of dissent…
The funk of anarchy in progress.
(Trunchbull: Let’s bring this odor home!!)
All: The smell of rebellion, the stench of revolt, the reek of insubordination, a whiff of resistance, the pong of dissent!
Trunchbull: and I will not stop, til you are squashed, til this rebellion is quashed, til glorious sweating discipline has WASHED. This sickening sten CH awayyyyyyyyy!
Yes, I am aware there are 1,2,3,4s in there somewhere!
please post more instrumentals!!
Hi, I know im a bit late, but can you please post the rest of these instrumentals? Tysm!
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I really struggled remembering the words to this song until I had read over them multiple times so here you go:
This school of late has started
reeking.
QUIET MAGGOTS WHEN I AM
SPEAKING!!
reeking of the most disturbing scent.
Only the finest nostrils smell it, but I know it oh too well.
It is the odour of rebellion,
it’s the bouquet of descent!
The smell of Rebellion comes out in the sweat and phys ed will get you sweating.
And it won’t be long before I smell the pong of aiding and a betting.
A bit of phys ed will tell us who has a head full of rebellious thoughts.
Hold! HOLD!
Just like a rotten egg, float to the top of a bucket of water.
A whiff of insurgence.
The stench of intent.
The reek of pre-pubescent protest.
The funk of defiance.
The odour of coup.
The waft of anarchy in progress.
Once we’ve exercised these demons, they shall be too pooped for skimming
Some double time discipline should stop the rot from setting i!i!i!nn(ah)
Alright, let’s step it up, double time… 1,2,3,4-
Discipline Discipline for children who aren’t listening and miss I need a tissue, it’s an issue we can fix.
There is no mystery to mastering the art of classroom listening is discipline, DISCIPLINE….
The smell of rebellion.
The stench of revolt.
The reek of pre-pubescent plotting.
A whiff of resistance.
The pong of descent.
The funk of moral fibre rotting.
LETS BRING THIS ODOUR HOME…
The smell of rebellion. The stench of revolt.
The reek of insubordination.
A whiff of resistance.
The pong of descent.
And I will not stop;
till you are squashed;
till this rebellion is quashed;
Till glorious sweaty discipline has washed this sickening steeeeeench(ah)
AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAYY!
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