mistafeesh has just reminded me of hymns sung whilst in primary school
And such a memory made me giggle as I thought of it, even today as a proper grown-up type thing with hair on my testicles and all that.

As many of you have probably gathered by now, I went to a C of E school which was run by tambourine-banging evangelist types. Instead of the traditional hymns, they phased in a lot of more modern ones, which were even more shit. One of them had a sort of Latin American rhythm to it and a first verse containing the line,
Jesus put this song into our hearts (repeat x3)

I think I giggle even more now than I did back then at the thought of half the school singing back at the teachers and the old dear at the piano,
Jesus put this pong into our farts

I guess you had to be there...
_{Where's The Oscillating Gibbon? He must remember more of these...}
(LongJohnBaldry, Tue 22 Sep 2009, 9:28, 3 replies)

My one was changing "The whole world in his hands"
to "The whole world in his pants".

This worked particularly well for the verse,
"He's got the wind and the rain, in his pants!"

I still sing that when I hear it.
(The Kwyjibo A big, dumb, balding North American ape., Tue 22 Sep 2009, 11:04, closed)

He's Wider than the Universe
So he must be Chubby!
(Maccy Divided by 0 on, Thu 24 Sep 2009, 11:12, closed)

The Angel Gabriel from Heaven Came...
Change "most highly favoured lady" to "most highly flavoured gravy".
( idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Tue 22 Sep 2009, 14:35, closed)