I'm a knight, I'm a knight and I'm a knight
And our only aim in life is to fight
We fight by day, and when it's not so bright
We're not so bright!
We like to beat, and chop and stab our wicked enemy
Rule one, we have to do brave deeds for some great lady fair
I'd write poems, I would joust, and I would fight a bear
(Well, maybe a teddy bear. Oh, I can't! )
We charge ahead, but never left or right
We're never right!
Rule two, we have to practise in the noble art of war
And if there is no war to fight, a-hunting we will go
We hunt for deer and rabbits too, so long as they are slow
(Otherwise we can't catch them! )
We are fighters and our armour's always tight
And these swords aren't light!
Rule three, in war we aim to capture other knights alive
We act like gentlemen, and only fight with other gents
A real knight, he would never fight against peasants!
(Anyway, peasants pong! Eurgh! )
When we ride to war we're such a splendid sight
We are a sight!