The Phony King Of England Testo

Oh the world will sing of an English KingA thousand years from nowAnd not because he passed some lawsOr had that lofty browWhile bonny good King Richard leadsThe great crusade he's onWe'll all have to slave awayFor that good-for-nothin' JohnIncredible as he is ineptWhenever the history books are keptThey'll call him the phony king of EnglandA pox on the phony king of England!He sits alone on a giant thronePretendin' he's the kingA little tyke who's rather likeA puppet on a stringAnd he throws an angry atntrumif he cannot have his wayAnd then he calls for Mum while he's suckin' his thumbYou see, he doesn't want to playToo late to be known as John the FirstHe's sure to be known as John the worstA pox on that phony king of England!While he taxes us to piecesAnd he robs us of our breadKing Richard's crown keeps slippin' downAround that pointed headAh! But while there is a merry manin Robin's wily packWe'll find a way to make him payAnd steal our money backThe minute before he knows we're thereOl' Rob'll snatch his underwearThe breezy and uneasy king of EnglandThe snivellin' grovellin'Measly weaselyBlabberin' jabberin'Gibberin' jabberin'Blunderin' plunderin'Wheelin' dealin'Prince John, that phony king of EnglandYeah!