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Video Karaoke The Smell of Rebellion - Matilda The Musical

Este tema es una versión de The Smell of Rebellion, que popularizó Matilda The Musical

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Tempo: variable (alrededor de 96 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: SOLm, LAm, LA♭, REm, SIm

Duración: 05:35 - Escuchar en: 03:15

Fecha de publicación: 2011
Géneros: Comedia musical, En inglés
Compositor original: Tim David Minchin

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Letra The Smell of Rebellion

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
And you may bet your britches this Headmistress
Finds this foul odiferousness wholly olfactorally insulting
And so, to stop this stench's spread
I find a session of phys-ed
Sorts the merely "rank" from the "revolting"
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
The smell of rebellion
The stench of revolt
One, two, three, four
The reek of insubordination
I can't take this anymore
The whiff of resistance
The pong of dissent
One, two, three, four
The funk of mutiny in action
That's not right
Before a weed becomes too big and greedy
You really need to nip it in the bud
Position two
Before the worm starts to turn you must scrape off the dirt and rip it from the mud
The whiff of insurgence
The stench of intent
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
The reek of pre-pubescent protest
But that's not right
The funk of defiance
The odour of coup
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
The waft of anarchy in progress
I can't take this anymore
Once we've "exercised" these demons
They shall be too pooped for dreaming
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 for midgets who are fidgeting and whispering in history
Their chattering and chittering their nattering and twittering is tempered with a smattering of discipline
We must begin insisting on rigidity, and discipline persistently resisting this anarchistic mischieving
These minutes you are frittering on pandering and pitying while little 'uns like this they just want discipline
The simpering and whimpering the dribbling and the spittling 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
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
Imagine a world with no children
Close your eyes and just dream
Imagine, come on, try it the peace and the quiet a burbling stream
Now imagine a woods with a cottage
And inside that cottage we find
A dwarf called Zeek a carnival freak
Who can fold paper hats with his mind
And he says
"Don't let them steal your horses, no
Don't let them throw them away, no
If you find your way through they'll be waiting for you
Singing
"Neigh, neigh
Pfrr, pfrr, pfrr"
She's mad
Aha
And there, just like I said
The stinking maggot rears his head
Even the squitiest, pitiest mess can harbour seeds of stinkiness
Have you ever seen anything more repellent?
Have you ever smelled anything worse than
That smell of rebellion
The stench of revolt
Discipline, discipline
No more whispering
Children need discipline
The reek of insubordination
Cut out that whimpering
If you're mischiefing
She'll sniff you out
Without a doubt
The whiff of resistance she's a snout in a million
Discipline, discipline
The pong of dissent
No more whispering
Children need discipline
Cut out that whimpering
And I will not stop 'till you are squashed
'Till this rebellion is quashed
'Till glorious, sweaty discipline has washed
This sickening stench away

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