At our school we sang the following 'classics'.

Don't eat Mellings* bread
It makes your s**t like lead*
No bloody wonder you f*rt like thunder
Don't eat Mellings bread


* Mellings the rival to our local baker.
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Vote,Vote,Vote for Mr Labour
He is sure to win the day
Oh we'll get a Salmon Tin
And we'll put the Tories in
And they'll never see their mothers any more.
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At the start of School holidays

No more lessons no more books
No more teachers dirty looks.
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Pancake Tuesday a very happy day
If you don't give us a holiday
We'll all run away
Where will you run to
Down Long Lane
I'll tell the teacher and you'll get the cane.

I remember the good old days when 16 stone teachers could whack 4 stone kids with
a heavy stick.(Cane)
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Mrs McGinty tall and thin
Billy-Goat whiskers on her chin