The Phony King of England

Johnny Mercer
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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-nothin' John
Incredible as he is inept
Whenever the history books are kept
They'll call him the phony king of England
A pox on the phony king of England!
He sits alone on a giant throne
Pretendin' 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 Mum while he's suckin' his thumb
You see, he doesn't want to 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!
While he taxes us to pieces
And he robs us of our bread
King Richard's crown keeps slippin' down
Around that pointed head
Ah! But while there is a merry man
in Robin's wily pack
We'll find a way to make him pay
And steal our money back
The minute before he knows we're there
Ol' Rob'll snatch his underwear
The breezy and uneasy king of England
The snivellin' grovellin'
Measly weasely
Blabberin' jabberin'
Gibberin' jabberin'
Blunderin' plunderin'
Wheelin' dealin'
Prince John, that phony king of England

Quand on parlera de ce Prince Jean
Qui fut un temps le roi
Chacun dira de ce gredin :
"Quel triste souverain !"

Tandis que le bon Roi Richard
Se bat chez les barbares
Nous sommes saignés à blanc
Par ce bon à rien de Jean

Plus bête qu'une oie
Sans foi ni loi
Au-dessous du pire
On l'appellera
"Messire le roi de mauvais aloi"

Maudit soit le roi de mauvais aloi

Dessus le trône
Bien trop grand pour lui
Ce nain est mal assis
Il voudrait être un souverain
Mais il n'est qu'un pantin !
On le voit souvent grincer des dents
Pour peu qu'on le courrouce
Alors il appelle sa mère
Il suce son pouce bêtement
Voyez, le voilà qui boude

Il veut qu'on l'appelle "Jean le Preux"
Mais il ne sera que "Jean l'Affreux"
Messire le roi de mauvais aloi

Je trouve plaisant cet endroit, ouais

Cependant qu'il prend tout notre argent
Tandis qu'il nous friponne
On voit au front de ce larron vaciller sa couronne
Mais tant qu'il y aura de braves gars dans la bande à Robin
Ils reprendront à ce fripon
De quoi manger du pain
Sans qu'il s'en avise, l'adroit Robin
Lui subtilise sa chemise

Sans foi ni loi
Le roi de mauvais aloi

Cafard vicieux, pernicieux
Plus méchant que Satan
Papelard, fripouillard
Et coquin en tout point
Vile charogne
Sans vergogne
Messire le roi de mauvais aloi

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