Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot   He was not afraid to die oh brave Sir Robin   He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways   Brave brave brave brave Sir Robin     He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp   Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken   To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away And his limbs all hacked and mangled brave Sir Robin    His head smashed in and his heart cut out   And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged   And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off   And his penis ...   Brave Sir Robin ran away   Bravely ran away away   When danger reared its ugly head he bravely turned his tail and fled Yes brave Sir Robin turned about and gallantly he chickened out Bravely taking to his feet He beat a very brave retreat Bravest of the brave Sir Robin    Bravest of the brave Sir Robin