Good kings, bad kings
Sane kings or mad kings
Benevolent or nefarious
Here is where they bury us
Oh ho ho
What a comforting thing to know
There's a prearranged spot in the family plot where my royal bones will go
Yes, I'll be slipped into the beautiful family crypt
Oh ho ho
What a comforting thing to know
That drunkard, young King Ferdinand
He reigned for half an hour
He got so soused when they crowned him
He fell from the castle tower
And here lies old King Frederick
He stole for forty years
The day he died the people cried
They cried, they cried three cheers
Oh ho he
What a comforting thing to see
The traditional stone that is all my own
Where my dying date will be
In peace you'll rest
Beneath the beautiful family crest
Oh ho he
What a comforting thing to see
And here lies brave King Rofar
All the battles that he won
He lies in state, serene and great
Still getting nothing done
What about King Lloyd?
King Lloyd, King Lloyd
King Lloyd was lewd and lecherous
Evil, cruel, and treacherous
King Lloyd was mad and dreaded
Till the day he was beheaded
Oh ho ho
What a comforting thing to know
Oh ho ho
What a comforting thing to know
But remember good King Phineous
Saintly, kind, and wise
He did nothing ignominious
Yet beside these noble brutes and knaves
And drunks and skunks he lies
Oh ho ho!
What a comforting thing to know
There's a prearranged spot in the family plot where my (your) royal bones will go
Yes, I'll be slipped into the beautiful family crypt
Oh ho he
What a comforting thing for me (you) to see
Oh ho ho
What a comforting thing to
Oh ho ho
What a comforting thing to
Oh ho ho
What a comforting thing to know!