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Post by Mrspresh on Oct 7, 2012 20:43:58 GMT
Head:
His great-grandfather was a king
Although for only thirty seconds
When put in charge of beheading
He felt that fame and glory beckoned
Blackadder, Blackadder
no such blooming luck
Blackadder, Blackadder
Elizabethan schmuck
Blackadder, Blackadder
nothing goes as planned
Blackadder, Blackadder
life deals him a bum hand |
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Post by Mrspresh on Oct 7, 2012 20:45:32 GMT
Bells:
Lord Flashheart tweaked the adder's beard
From now he always shall be single
To fall in love with boys is weird
Especially boys without a dingle
Blackadder, Blackadder
His taste is rather odd
Blackadder, Blackadder
The randy little sod
Lord Flashheart, Lord Flashheart
I wish you were the star
Lord Flashheart, Lord Flashheart
You're sexier by far |
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Post by Mrspresh on Oct 7, 2012 20:47:42 GMT
Potato:
Sir Francis and Sir Walter had
Discovered new lands and new nations
And though Blackadder thought them mad
He tried his hand in navigation
Blackadder, Blackadder
He saw the ocean's foam
Blackadder, Blackadder
He should've stayed at home
Blackadder, Blackadder
He heard the new world's call
Blackadder, Blackadder
He discovered bugger all |
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Post by Mrspresh on Oct 7, 2012 20:49:00 GMT
Money:
Take heed the morale of this tale
Be not a borrower or lender
And if your finances do fail
Make sure your banker's not a bender
Blackadder, Blackadder
He trusted in the church
Blackadder, Blackadder
It left him in the lurch
Blackadder, Blackadder
His life was almost done
Blackadder, Blackadder
Who gives a toss? No one |
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Post by Mrspresh on Oct 7, 2012 20:50:38 GMT
Beer:
Blackadder couldn't hold his beer
The art of boozing he's not mastered
And I, your merry balladeer
Am also well and truly plastered
Blackadder, Blackadder
A bit like Robin Hood
Blackadder, Blackadder
But nothing like as good
Blackad-hic, Blackadder
I thought that he had died
Blackadder, Blackadder
Our writers must have lied |
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Post by Mrspresh on Oct 7, 2012 20:52:29 GMT
Chains:
Beware, all ye who lust for fame
The path of life is most uncertain
Prince Ludwig thought he'd won the game
But now the Kraut's gone for a burton
Blackadder, Blackadder
He beat the hun by luck
Blackadder, Blackadder
He's smarter than a duck
Lord Melchett, Lord Melchett
Intelligent and deep
Lord Melchett, Lord Melchett
A shame about the sheep |
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