Elizabeth the Vacillant and Voletta
Sung To The Tune Of A Spoon Full of Sugar
At every war that must be fought
There are mercenaries to be bought
You'll kill the enemy and snap! The war you'll win
And every castle you'll overtake
A war point you do make
A cry, a scream
It's very clear to see..
That a whack on the head makes a fighter go down,
A fighter go down, a fighter go down,
A whack on the head makes a fighter go down
In the most delightful way.
The barmaid serving ale
Has little time for lusting makes
While fetching the requested pints of wine & mead
Though quite intent in her pursuit
She may fall victim to their suit
The tavern will close and everybody knows
That a sweet word from you makes the barmaid go down,
The barmaid go down, the barmaid go down,
A sweet word from you makes the barmaid go down,
In a most delightful way.
The gallants in fight pants & swishy hats, brandishing swords
Forever on their knees professing love
Turned down more often times then not
They rarely catch what they sought
And soon, (and soon)
They find, (they find)
They are brushed off one more time...
Because a slap on the face makes the gallant go down,
The gallant go down, the gallant go down,
A slap on the face makes the gallant go down,
In a most delightful way.
Performer Elizabeth the Vacillant