Brave Sir Robin

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 RobinHe 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 RobinHis head smashed in and his heart cut out

And his liver removed and his bowls unplugged

And his nostrils raped and his bottom burnt off

And his penis split and hisThat's, that's enough music for now lads