FRENCH GUARD
Fetchez la vache!
ARTHUR
Run away!
ROBIN
Run away!
LANCELOT
Run away?
BEDAVERE
Run away!
KNIGHTS
Run away!
Run away! Run Away!
ARTHUR
Run away from the stench and the trenchies!
KNIGHTS
Run away! Run Away!
BEDAVERE
From these horrible, nasty old Frenchies!
ROBIN
These frogs and their terrible prattle, are fighting a battle with cattle!
LANCELOT
We're all full of fear so let's get out of here!
KNIGHTS
Run away, run away, run away!
FRENCH GUARDS
You English all are buggerfolk
Your mothers all are ruggerfolk
Your army is a bloody joke
You couldn't beat an artichoke
If battle you choose to renew
We'll taunt you 'til you all turn blue
We turn our asses as you part
In your direction we all fart!
*French National Anthem plays*
FRENCH GUARD
Fetchez can-can dancers!
ALL KNIGHTS *To the tune of a can-can*
Run away! Run away! Run away! Run-run-run-run-run-run away! Run away! Run away! Run away, run away!
Ruuuuun a-waaaaay!
Run away! Run away!
ARTHUR
It seems like a helpful solution
KNIGHTS
Run away! Run away!
ARTHUR
To avoid this French revolution!
We're stuck in a nasty position
Why don't you take a short intermission?
Have a drink and a pee, we'll be back for Act Threeeeeeeee...
PATSY
Two, sir!
ARTHUR
Twooooooooo....
KNIGHTS
Run away run away run awaaaaaaaaay!
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