". . . They said you got flabby arms and your breath is bad . . ."

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    They're All Gonna Laugh at You!
  • One common activity of students is to make fun of their teachers. Is this humor a good thing or a bad thing? What does the practice of making fun of people suggest? At one time Adam Sandler was the king of making fun of people.

    Sandler's 1993 Grammy-nominated CD They're All Gonna Laugh at You contains a number of pieces of cruel humor directed at administrators, teachers, and school staff.

    Sandler started performing in comedy clubs by spontaneously taking the stage at a club in Boston. While performing in a club in Los Angeles he was recommended to the producer of Saturday Night Live as a young talent he should look at.

    He was hired as a writer for the show in 1990 and became a featured player the following year, quickly making a name for himself by performing amusing original songs on the show.

    One critic has called his comedy style on the show "affectionately offensive" another observer said his comedy was "an odd balance between tasteless vulgarity and innocent charm ". Sandler the show in 1995 to focus on his acting career.

    The celebrity comic keeps a low profile. He rarely gives interviews and keeps his personal life private. Sandler graduated from New York University with a Bachelor of Fine Arts in 1991.

    In high school, Adam played junior varsity basketball and was part of an amateur rock band; he was, of course, the class clown.


Adam Sandler


This is a song . . .
This is uhh, this is a new song . . .
It's through the eyes of one of the greatest people alive
. . . the lunchlady

Woke up in the morning
Put on my new plastic glove
Served some reheated salisbury steak
With a little slice of love
Got no clue what the chicken pot pie is made of
Just know everything's doing fine
Down here in lunchlady land

Well I wear this net on my head
'cause my red hair is fallin' out
I wear these brown orthopedic shoes
'cause I got a bad case of the gout
I know you want seconds on the corndogs
But there's no reason to shout
Everybody gets enough food
Down here in lunchlady land

Well yesterday's meatloaf is today's sloppy joes
And my breath reeks of tuna
And there's lots of black hairs coming out of my nose
In lunchlady land your dreams come true
Clouds made of carrots and peas
Mountains built of shepherds pie
And rivers made of macaroni and cheese
But don't forget to return your trays
And try to ignore my gum disease
No student can escape the magic of lunchlady land

Hoagies & grinders, hoagies & grinders
Hoagies & grinders, hoagies & grinders
Navy beans, navy beans, navy beans
Hoagies & grinders, hoagies & grinders
Navy beans, navy beans
Meatloaf sandwich
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe

Well I dreamt one morning
That I woke up to see
All the pepperoni pizza
Was a-looking at me
It screamed, why do you burn me
And serve me up cold
I said I got the spatula
Just do what you're told
Then the liver & onions
Started joining the fight
And the chocolate pudding
Pushed me with all it's might
And the chop suey slapped me
And it kicked me in the head
It's called revenge lunchlady
Said the garlic bread
I said what did I do
To make you all so mad
They said you got flabby arms
And your breath is bad
Then the green beans said
You better run and hide
But then my friend sloppy joe came
And joined my side
He said if it wasn't for the lunchlady
The kids wouldn't eatcha
You should be shakin' her hand
And sayin' please to meet ya
She gives you a purpose
And she gives you a goal
You should be kissin' her feet
And kissin' her mole
Now all the angry foods
Just leave me alone
And we all live together
In a happy home

Thanks to
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe

Well me & sloppy joe got married
We got six kids and we're doin' just fine
Down in lunchlady land