Lyrics:
single-handed!
LAUNCELOT: No, Sir Galahad, come on!
GALAHAD: No, really, honestly, I can go back and handle this lot
easily!
DINGO: Oh, yes, let him handle us
hiding,
The Angel could be seen to smile to himself.
If you're the Great Sir Galahad from now on, said the Angel,
May all angels call me blessed of my
for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So, please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Smoke glass stained
for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So, please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Smoke glass stained
the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass, stain bright color
Image going
selling, she don't need -- she already got it free
your boat struck something deep, now you're trying to save the sea
You ain't Sir Galahad, she ain't your
Sweet Sir Galahad
Came in through the window
In the night when
The moon was in the yard.
He took her hand in his
And shook the long hair
the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
Image
the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Smoke glass stained bright colors
Image
selling she don't need;
she already got it free
Your boat struck something deep
now you're trying to save the sea
You ain't Sir Galahad - she ain't
the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round
Round smoke glass stain bright color
Image going
towards thy foe, who, being
Naughty in My sight, shall snuff it"
Amen
Amen
Right! One! two! five! GALAHAD:
Three, sir!
Three! (angels sing, boom)
elfoglalják helyüket a kerekasztal körül.
Ott volt a kissé szeles Sir Bedevere, az átkozottul jóképű Sir Galahad, a közveszélyesen bátor Sir Lancelot, és
some “oh's”
Prim and proper ladies have needs too
c little lust can make her dreams come true
Bidding time is such a drag
While waiting for Sir Galahad
together
Knights gather around the table
King Arthur himself
Sir Bevedere the Wise
Sir Lancelot the Brave
Sir Galahad the Pure
Sir Robin the Coward
Sweet Sir Galahad
came in through the window
in the night when
the moon was in the yard.
He took her hand in his
and shook the long hair
I’m dropping hints, but he ain't got a clue
That I am an animal
And this my motherfucking zoo
Who are you, sporting Babolat
Call you Galahad, hmm
Sir
I would not be so stoned
If my Mary were here
I don't think I'd have phoned you
If my Mary were here
I'm a sad sack Sir Galahad
Who's sword's
There's a fellow roaming round the street
I think most of all I'd like to meet
I must consider him a clever lad
Making like a young Sir Galahad
see it in your eyes that you sad (No no)
I don’t wanna mess up the things we had (We had)
Feel like going bad, Like Sir Galahad,
I killed your feelings
on the ridge
You can't tell what's in it
And you stare me down hard and you ask me why I even care
It's not that I'm any Sir Galahad
There just needs to be
squares Sir Galahad
Holy Grails got me living vision ironclad
I'm giving all that I have if you're my comrade
I'm giving all that I have if you're my
Wasting away again in your catacomb
Making the most of it while you're all alone
Doing what you can not to go mad
Staring down the face of Sir
brije da je mrga i prgav je
Upucam ga nasred trga i mrtav je
Nema labavo, grga i zrzanje
Brzo nađeš se u zavrzlami, našli smo sveti gral ko Sir Galahad
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