Horrible Histories - The Monks' Song lyrics

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Welcome to our monastery

Please have a chair

Good to see you monks

So deep in prayer

Once the praying's finished

Your chores must be done

The main rule of a good monk's life is no fun

We have to pray eight times a day

Seven days a week

And copy all these manuscripts

In writing so antique

I'll finish off this letter 'A'

Once I've ploughed our field

Milked the cows, mucked the sows, vegetables peeled

I'll be doing that and praying too

Very well gents, I'll bid you adieu

Advenium regnum tuum

(Okay brothers, I think he's gone)

Now the bishop's not around

Throw off these religious gowns

Hunky, chunky, funky monks

Get down!

It's not all hymns and prayin'

It's not all work and no playin'

So let's start misbehavin'

And get with the funk!

We love to have a party

Eat food that is hearty

Let's get the boozin' started

Drunk like a monk!

Play that monky music, funk boy!

Just wanted to check

That during my absence

You're honouring your

Mealtime vow of silence

Althought we didn't oughter

We liked to hunt and slaughter

Don't need no bread and water

Just funk, funk, funk!

Monastery is jumpin'

Party beat is thumpin'

Just lacks a certain somethin'

A funky nun!

Get in the party habit, girlfriend!

It's true that life

Is tough here

But you obey the rules

That is clear

That's why we're a place

Of great repute

What's this?

I see we have a new recruit

Welcome to our monastery

What's your name?

She- he can't talk

And his name is... Wayne

Amen!

Ah men!