Lyrics:
Cleese
SIR GALAHAD : Michael Palin
SIR ROBIN : Eric Idle
GOD : ???
FRENCH GUARD : John Cleese
MINSTREL : ???
LEFT HEAD : Terry Jones
MIDDLE HEAD : Graham
bring that steam drill out on these tracks
I'm gonna knock that steel on down, God, God
I'm gonna knock that steel on down"
John Henry told his
Dear John forgive us our sins thank you God
I wanna tell you where you're at
You lose me in this campsite
And I'm gonna teach you how to be cowboys
Now,
at the Frosty Freeze
By sundown we were rollin' down Highway 23
Pick-up trucks and trailers and cars of ever'y kind
With the Bailey Brother's John Deere
to say
c man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, John Queue, John Queue
Do it for the fam got a hand on the tool, John Queue, John Queue
c man's gotta do
in my hand, Lord, Lord
Die with my hammer in my hand
Well John Henry said to the captain,
Looka yonder what I see,
Hole done choke, drill done broke,
down,
I'd die with my hammer in my hand, Lord, Lord
Die with my hammer in my hand
Well John Henry said to the captain,
Looka yonder what I see,
of lies
John the Revelator, he's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand And put him on the stand
Let us hear his
of lies
John the Revelator, he's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand And put him on the stand
Let us hear his
St. Antony - Pray for us
St. Francis Xavier - Pray for us
St. John Paul - Pray for us
St. Newman - Pray for us
St. Alphonsa - Pray for us
St. Bakitha
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
First John chapter three
Verse four men
A search warrant
Has been put out
Show me your hands get down
Amongst men, what is sin, The transgression
angry even then
And he was angry even then
Educated by an Anglican clergyman
Old John Prince was a smart one
Until 1833 he lived in England
As a lawyer
gonna bring that
steam drill out on these tracks
I'm gonna knock that
steel on down, God, God
I'm gonna knock that
steel on down"
John Henry told
of lies
John the Revelator
He's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand
And put him on the stand
Let us hear his
give my all to you
Cuz this love inside my heart
Is something that I always knew
I feel like John Legend
Yeah
And I feel like
John Legend
John
Scream when I sting that ass like Paul Newman
Somebody knock on wood (knock, knock, knock)
All boys in the hood (drop, drop, drop)
When I come through with
to martyrdom
Rap cyborg machine who’s half human,
End up paying the price like John Newman
War to your door like Yemeni domiciles
While a parasitic banker, never
the Lord, the God of Israel
He has visited his people and redeemed them
(John!) As for you little child, you shall go ahead of the Lord
Blessed be the God
Hands on your chin
Hand on your nose
Can't mess with the boy
Man everyone knows
That I am not Newman
I do not care bout you
Yelling your postcode
You
way around
But John was soon convinced and he consented by and by
It must be done to fulfill God's command
'Cause God was lookin' down on him,
mad cannon fodder
Honor mad cannon fodder
Duty done by the moment at hand
I am answerable only to Jesus
And with the grace of God I will die in
some bling up on a bitch
Self-made, stand-up guy
God first, hands to the sky
All I do is ride nigga, yeah
I don't even argue about the bread
can quote a few
She's a cross on a chain and a red wine stain
On her Mamaw's hand-me-down Bible
I heart Tennessee, John 3:16
On the bumper
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