Fight, fight, fight, fight Excalibur the sword of right. Lancelot you rise a knight. Many quests will soon be fought. To win your place in Arthur's Court Go to waste land if you dare. Lure the
Whose pullet out this sword. From this stone and anvil. Is the true born King of all Britain Upon a New Year's day a host of knights did pray. That from the anvil one could draw the sword. As
he gave her. Fought through quests to save her love. Showing the way Guinevere. A golden tresses shining in the air. Spread against the Jasper Sea Sorrow beheld her face. False love supplying
Taken from the castle feast. To an abbey in the East. Three knights stood in pride as one. Lancelot beheld his son Arthur's court he made him come. Galahad his * son. Battles soon for him
there's no more time. And the dream is dying. . But I love you baby. And I know you and I. Can find a way to heaven. Just like orion in the sky. He's the long lost hero. He's the guardian of your
Intro. . When the man comes to you. . Tells you what you always knew was comin'. . You feel it came twice as fast. . You always thought the world would last way past you. . But now you find
* - slick rick. + - doug e. fresh. @- both Oh my god. *excuse me doug e. fresh. +yes. *have you ever seen a show when fellow on the mic. Wit one million rhymes and don't come out right. They
