Capitulator In Chief

Bravely bold Sir Robin

Rode forth from Camelot

He was not afraid to die

Oh, brave Sir Robin

He was not at all afraid

To be killed in nasty ways

Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin



He was not in the least bit scared

To be mashed into a pulp

Or to have his eyes gouged out

And his elbows broken

To have his kneecaps split

And his body burned away

And his limbs all hacked and mangled

Brave Sir Robin



His head smashed in

And his heart cut out

And his liver removed

And his bowels unplugged

And his nostrils raped

And his bottom burnt off

And his penis split and his...



"That's... that's enough music for now, lads."



Brave Sir Robin ran away

(No!)

Bravely ran away away

(I didn't!)

When danger reared its ugly head

He bravely turned his tail and fled

(No!)

Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about

(I didn't!)

And gallantly he chickened out



Bravely taking to his feet

(I never did!)

He beat a very brave retreat

(All lies!)

Bravest of the brave, Sir Robin!

(I never!)