Rap Tap Tap

Chorus
Rap, tap, tap, upon yer finger,
Rap, tap, tap, upon yer palm,
Rap, tap, tap, upon yer hand,
And I'll leave you with a blister like a Belfast ham.

Before I ever took to teaching I was a fairly decent chap,
Then they gave me fifty weans and a lovely length o' leather strap.

‘Och!’ says I, 'I'll never use it, weans can all respond to talk,'
I told them that, then turned aroond and a boy let fly a cake of chalk.

The boy that threw that chalk,' says I 'He'll never grow tae be a man,
He's far too feart tae show himself.' But he did, and he threw another one.

To strap a boy's an awfy business, every one's a mother's son,
Take the straps frae a' the teachers - issue everyone a gun.

MATT McGINN
Rap Tap Tap	Chorus Rap, tap, tap, upon yer finger, Rap, tap, tap, upon yer palm, Rap, tap, tap, upon yer hand, And I'll leave you with a blister like a Belfast ham. Before I ever took to teaching I was a fairly decent chap, Then they gave me fifty weans and a lovely length o' leather strap. ‘Och!’ says I, 'I'll never use it, weans can all respond to talk,' I told them that, then turned aroond and a boy let fly a cake of chalk. The boy that threw that chalk,' says I 'He'll never grow tae be a man, He's far too feart tae show himself.' But he did, and he threw another one. To strap a boy's an awfy business, every one's a mother's son, Take the straps frae a' the teachers - issue everyone a gun.