It's been a bad week for Camelot The queen is fled, she shared her bed with a two-time trick named Lancelot. So for a lusty lay and the month of May, the kingdom fell. You couldn't keep your pants on Lance, now it's all gone to hell.
Ding-dong, the king is dead, long live the king! Ding-dong, the king is dead, let every chapel ring and sing the song. Ding-dong, the king is dead, with all of his fraternity. Ding-dong, the king is dead, long live modernity! Welcome to your life in smaller world...
It's been a bad week for Camelot or Winchester, whatever they're calling it now. The king's at large on his death-bed-barge, with his lovely ladies at the prow. Well, Merlin took his magic, and he buggered off, So we beat our swords down into timeshares and Kalashnikovs.
Well I saw him float away on a ship that's made of yesterday, The deck piled high with all the things we'd never see again. He made off with the greatest shares of love and hate, Superlatives and grisly fates, all the grey eyes and the goblins, all the damsels and their problems.
Knights of the Table Round, we need to know, where are you now? 'Cause all the king's horses and all the king's men can't put the world back together again.