Lyrics:
and August cannot be too hot
And there's a legal limit to the snow here
In Camelot
The winter is forbidden till December
And exits March the second
Camelot.
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot.
We're Knights of the Round Table.
Our shows are formidable,
But many times we're given rhymes
That are
Camelot
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot
We're knights of the round table
Our shows are formidable
But many times we're given rhymes
That are quite
Camelot
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot
We're knights of the round table
Our shows are formidable
But many times we're given rhymes
That are quite
to Camelot
Galahad is waiting
Guenevere come back to Camelot
Watch the morning breaking
The city streets, no longer
Are the English Countryside they used
Camelot.
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot.
We're Knights of the Round Table.
Our shows are formidable,
But many times we're given rhymes
That are quite
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens
and August cannot be too hot
And there's a legal limit to the snow here
In Camelot
The winter is forbidden till December
And exits March the second
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens
Camelot, Camelot
I can see it sitting on a hill
Almost back it feels like nothing's real
Cold winter feel the sun of my face
And I say
I'm just
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten,
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
and August cannot be too hot
And there's a legal limit to the snow here
In Camelot
The winter is forbidden till December
And exits March the second
spell.
Ride along the winds of time and see where we have been,
The glorious age of Camelot, when Guinevere was Queen.
It all unfolds before your eyes
We're Knights of the Round Table
We dance whene'er we're able
We do routines and chorus scenes
With footwork impeccable
We dine well here in Camelot
Down by Avalon
Well I came upon
The enchanted veil
Down by the viaducts of my dreams
Down by Camelot, hangs the tale
In the ancient vale
Oh
Camelot,
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot.
We're Knights of the Round Table,
Our shows are formidable, But many times, we're given rhymes
That are quite
his spell.
Ride along the winds of time and see where we have been,
The glorious age of Camelot, when Guinevere was Queen
It all unfolds before
2022 wieder mit Fackeln vor Camelot - Lancelot
Kleiner Disclaimer: bei diesem Thema
Seh ich dich leider auch selber als Teil des Problems an
Also
the vineyards of Charlemagne
Is sipped by the queen's lips and so gently
Indigo eyes in the flickering candlelight,
Such is the silence o'er royal Camelot
C'était la douceur aussi.
C'était notre tendresse.
Paris, tes gamins, tes artisans,
Tes camelots et tes agents
Et tes matins de printemps,
Paris,
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