Up on a mountian,
Where my teacher stood,
She was shot with a rubber band,
She didn't look good.
I went to her funeral,
I went to her grave.
Some people threw flowers,
I threw a grenade.
The coffin went
Up, Up, Up.
The coffin went
Down, Down, Down.
The coffin went
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
I opened the coffin,
She didn't look dead,
So I took my bazooka
And shot off her head.