Robin Hood1973

Lady Cluck:
Down with that scurrrrvy Prince John!

Little John:
Yeah!!! [sings] Oh, the world will sing

Of an English king

A thousand years from now,

And not because

He passed some laws

Or had that lofty brow.

While bonny good King Richard leads the great crusade he's on,

We'll all have to slave away for that good-for-nothing John!

Incredible as he is inept,

Whenever the history books are kept

They'll call him the Phony King of England!

Friar Tuck:
A pox on the Phony King of England!

Little John:
He stands alone

On a giant throne,

Pretending he's the King.

A little tyke

Who's rather like

A puppet on a string!

And he throws an angry tantrum if he cannot have his way,

And then he calls for Mom,

While he's sucking his thumb

You see, he doesn't wanna play.

Too late to be known as John the First,

He's sure to be known as John the Worst.

A pox on that Phony King of England!