All of these knights
All of these crazy old knights
They wanna find that Monty Python's
Holy Grail of Christ

King Arthur is hoppin'
His virtual horse
Hollow coconuts cloppin' behind
For his Redeemer
He got inspired
But questing can sure be a grind!

Oooo, comin' to a forest
Run into those Ni-sayin'-Knights--
Oooo, Arthur is victorious,
Comes back from the florist,
Shrubbery's nice!

Lanky John Cleese,
One of his most familiar scenes, now:
Up in a castle,
Mmm, lets out squealy screams--

Like, "Your mother was a hamster!
English bed-wetting types!
So, you think you could out-clever us? No?
And your father smelt of elderberries! Go boil your bottoms!
How you English say, 'I unclog my nose'?!"

Oooo, up against the fortress
Where Le Frenchie sputters mean lies!
Oooo, Arthur's feelin' sore, yes
What a bunch of dorks, yes,
All of these knights!

(Instrumental--Cleese shouting "Ah don' wanna talk to you no more, you
empty-headed animal-food-trough wiper!....Ah fart in your general
direction!.... Ah wave my private parts at your aunties, you cheesy lot of
second-hand electric donkey-bottom biters!....Now go away, or Ah shall
taunt you a second time!")

All of these knights--
Mmm, do without "The Passion Of Christ"--
Top your Guinness glass off,
Laugh your frickin' ass off,
Get a load of Monty P's knights!

Monty P's knights
Hooo, hooo, hoo,
Hooo, hooo, hoo!

Monty P's knights
You can rent it, you can rent it!

Monty P's knights
Cloppin' right behind you
Palin, Jones and Idle, now----

Monty P's knights
And it's Sir Galahad, and the virgins want a spanking---

Monty P's knights
Monty P's crazy crazy crazy knights---

Monty P's knights
Chopping and a-seeking, Black Knight's neck is leaking---

Monty P's knights
Wanna say yeaaaaaaaah!---------