Lyrics:
The Cast (in order of appearance [roughly]):
KING ARTHUR : Graham Chapman
PATSY : Terry Gilliam
GUARD #1 : Michael Palin
GUARD #2 : John Cleese
I wish I could be strong without permission
But it’s a really strange thing, strength
‘Cause you gotta know what weakness
Feels like to have it
You
THESE FOOLISH THINGS (REMIND ME OF YOU)
(Holt Marvell/Jack Strachey)
Oh! Will you never let me be?
Oh! Will you never set me free?
The ties
[Chorus]
Cause now I'm channeling John Brown's ghost.
Because John Brown was an abolitionist
He did his thing at Harper's Ferry, though he missed
John, Paul, George and Ringo
Are going to be reforming as The Beatles in 1993
Things skip into action immediately
George buys the film rights in a flurry
like the garden here?
I think it's simply splendid
I'm overwhelmed by it's sanctuary
So, you don't mind these high gates
And things and the walls?
Oh,
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
of a light
I see a strange kind of sight
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far
All tied to their things
They're netted by their
of a light
I see a strange kind of sight
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far
All tied to their things
They're netted by their
wastes
Could you turn your back on all these things
I can't abide standing by like a witness to the end of the world
Mao Tse Tung took the fun right out
Listen up, I got a story to tell
John the Baptist wore wild minks
Strewn out the room with a swoon and a wink
Big body Bethlehem links
Talk
network of cages all strung together
By a rope like material.
In the glare of a light,
I see a strange kind of sight;
Of cages joined to form
And they say for what it's worth
His mother was frightened by a donkey
Six months before his birth
And when the midwife heaved him out
The first thing she
niggas out of the booth, unpluggin' it
Strange fruit, my niggas live to shoot
Yo, it's a strange thing, a nigga never had a suit
Yo, so bust what
Nikon
Mazda, Shang Tsung, Tekken 3, Karate
John Woo, Jackie Chan, Jet Li, Sensei
Yokohama, Casio, Huawei, Atari
Subaru, Saigon, Hiroshima, Fuji
Sayonara,
about 13
She was in my high school, class back seat
Cheating off my homework, fine by me
We could do this thing vintage I'll make you a mixtape
We'll
mean
Institution,contribution,restitution,destitution
Doesn't mean a thing to you now
You're the freeway feature
For your audience are driving by
like rabbit.
Cho
Verse
Dem think a John holt dem better pay back bolt if dem nuh pay mi know the game a go
Wherever you're going
All by yourself
You'll get there all too soon
You'll learn to sweat
Or bolt the moon, you goon
At least, you should
Beats being dead
you’re not making money don’t pout
Things will eventually work out
Gotta upload more than SoundCloud
I go by lil Kennedy
I don’t drink Hennessy
And I’m 15
spawned in like some magic
Your soul's the greatest thing that's ever happened
Crawlin to your heart like a beatle, John Lennon
Love or lust, it don't
JOSHUc was told to do
By vision - and by sound
To there and then remove his shoe
From off of Holy Ground.
-JUDGES tells us - all forlorn
Of Samson
I feel a little peculiar
Feeling kinda strange
I don't know what it is
But I like the change
That comes over me
Whenever he's around
It's as if
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