You know, like:
In my pretty garden the flowers are naughty.
Or:
Saturday is the special day.
It’s the day we get ready for Sunday
We clean the house and we wash our hair
It’s “no fun till the work is all done” day!
Or in the chorus of “The Spirit of God,”
We’ll sing and we’ll SHOUT!
always included a real shout whenever the primary kids in my ward sang it!
Any fun alternate lyrics or ward memes from your memories?
I can’t sleep again. I got home late (10:30 LOL) and I was so exhausted I thought I was going to pass out. Well, I did, relishing the thoughts of sleeping in until…6 or 7 or something. But no. Four am on the dot. I keep thinking of the eulogy…
“It’s a study of power.” That’s how Taylor Petrey sums up his fascinating book on sexuality and gender in modern Mormonism, and that’s the phrase that kept going through my head as I listened to six hours of Mormon Stories podcasts about Dallin H. Oaks’s November 12 talk at the…
Yay, Mormon Alumni Association Books is finally taking off! I just got the first proof copy of our first book in the mail: Now I need to do some work on updating the website — the current list of books there is a list of recommended titles from other publishers…
I have two little hands
folded snugly and tight.
They are tiny and weak,
but they know how to FIGHT
Haha! Love it!
This wasn’t my idea, someone on one of the big bloggernacle blogs came up with an additional verse for the song “Follow the Prophet”:
Jonah was a prophet
Swallowed by a whale
When he was on board
The ship just wouldn’t saaail
So they tossed him over
Next thing that we knew
Ninevah repented
Jonah had to too
Swallow the prophet
Swallow the prophet
Swallow the prophet
Won’t get awaaaay
Swallow the prophet
Swallow the prophet
Swallow the prophet
He’ll find the way
Oh, that’s very clever!
And until I was 8 years of age, I was under the mistaken assumption that the song “Give Said the Little Stream” actually went “Give Seth the little stream.”
I know that I was disabused of this notion at age 8, because they printed the lyrics on the program for my baptism and I remember a twinge of disappointment when I read the lyrics and made the discovery.
Also, there was a spider floating in the baptismal font. And I refused to go in until it was removed. One of the Priesthood scooped it out for me.
We would make up verses for “Follow the Prophet”:
Abinadi was a prophet who didn’t choose to run,
King Noah was a good man who rule hadn’t just begun,
He listened to the prophet and this is what he’d say,
“Burn Abinadi, don’t let him get away!”
Kill the prophet, kill the prophet,
Slay the prophet, don’t listen to his words,
Kill the prophet, Kill the prophet,
Slay the prophet, leave him for the birds.
…did I mention I’m a little dark… *evil grin*
I like “in my pretty garden the flowers are naughty.” tee hee
Wait. I thought the flowers *were* naughty. … You mean, they’re not naughty flowers?
Nodding, CD. Nodding.
In the youth group that I attended in high school, whenever we caught someone lying (usually jokingly), we would sing them this song (to the tune of “Frere Jacques”):
Revelation, Revelation
Twenty-one eight, Twenty-one eight
Liars go to hell, Liars go to hell
Burn burn burn, Burn burn burn
When I got to BYU, I realized that the Revelation 21:8 song works just as well with 2 Nephi 9:34. Same number of syllables and the “lie and go to hell” message is even more clearly stated there.
Last Sunday, I was visiting my husband’s church and I was in the nursery trying to keep my daughter entertained during Sacrament meeting, so I taught her the 2 Nephi 9:34 song. She didn’t completely get the lyrics right, though.
She was soon skipping off to Primary singing, “Hell hell hell, Hell hell hell.”
Yes, my parenting is that awesome.
Ms. Jack, I love it!
Part of Lord Dismiss Us With Thy Blessing (I think that’s what it’s called) has the same tune as “Go Tell Aunt Rhodie.” So we used to like to just sing the whole thing with the Aunt Rhodie words. With a big finish on “.. THE OLD GRAY GOOSE IS DEAD!”
Also, I was really upset when the changed the words in How Firm a Foundation from “you who unto Jesus for refuge hath fled” because we loved to sort of yodel out “Yoohoo, Jesus!”
You can have a lot of fun by strategically changing most of the nouns in a hymn to “pants.”
For example:
Oh how lovely were the pants
Radiant beamed the pants above
Pants were humming, sweet pants singing
Music ringing through the pants
When within the shady woodland
Joseph sought the pants of love
Our primary was banned from singing the hello song because instead of “Hello, Hello!” we sang “Yellow Jellow!”
Oops, I mean “Yellow, Jell-O.”
“Mardi Gras Colors” and “I will go I wil do — anything I want”
When can you sing ‘penis’ in a hymn? In the last verse of “We Thank Thee, O God, For a Prophet,” of course.
But only sing the bolded part.
“While they who reject this glad message
Shall never such happiness know.”
No need to change any lyrics. It’s hanging right out there in plain sight. So to speak.
“Yellow Jell-o” — too funny! I’d forgotten about that song. It’s too bad they wouldn’t let you sing it that way. It’s an amusing improvement to a rather bland song.
We sang, 1st and 2nd books of nephi, jacob, enos, jarom, omni, words of mormon and mosiah singing this is so DUMB.
we have our children sing Follow the prophet as if they are zombies and they put their arms out in front of them and walk and sing in a monotone zombie voice. then we all laugh and laugh.
The kids in my Primary always sang “Book of Mormon stories that my teacher tells to me — EEE! EEE! EEE!” Until I moved to another ward at age 9, I thought that every line had guttural EEE EEE EEEs tacked onto the ends, and that was just how the song went.
“Little purple panties touched with yellow gold,
In the corner of my room growing mold
We are very stinky but must try, try, try…”
*I never made up any other lyrics beyond that point. I don’t think I’ll give up my day job to try and become a lyricist.
I belong to the church of Jesus Chris of Latter Day Saints. I know who I am I know God’s plan. I’ll follow him in SPACE!
make that Christ, not Chris. We weren’t THAT sacrilege, lol!
Memes aren’t just inside jokes! Old people need to learn what a meme actually is. It shows one’s age or cluelessness to call a joke or any image macro or something considered funny a “meme.” You’re ruining the Internet for everyone!
Michael, get a life. And allow me (an “old” person) to introduce you to something called Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meme
Silly alternate lyrics passing from one person to another within a community qualifies as a meme.
Here’s an alternate view of Brother Brigham:
I don’t claim to be a prophet, so said Brigham Young,
I’m just a Yankee guesser, on a lower rung.
Brigham fathered many, was a mogul fine.
He built a dandy mansion, serving beer and wine.
Follow the prophet, follow the prophet, follow the prophet he knows the way!