Monty Python - Brave sir Robin

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Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die,
O brave Sir Robin.
He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin!

He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken,
To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!

His head smashed in and his heart cut out
And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged
And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off
And his pen

Robin: That s... that s... er... enough music for now lads.
Looks like there s dirty work afoot.

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  • Bells
  • Every sperm is sacred
  • Eric the half-a-bee
  • Sit on my face
  • Laker girls cheer
  • Act II finale
  • Traffic lights
  • Money song
  • Penis song
  • Come with me
  • Lumberjack song
  • Always look on the bright side of life
  • Accountancy shanty
  • Oliver Cromwell
  • Where are you
  • Medical love song
  • All things dull and ugly
  • Losowe utwory

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    Przeraża mnie
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    przenika mnie
    efektywność działań tych

    Popatrz sam
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    a to co mam
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    Obijam się
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    unoszę się
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    You Will, you Will

    You say that I treat you like a book on a shelf. I don t take you out that often
    cause I know that I ve completed you and that s why you are here.
    That is the reason why you stay here. How awful that must feel.
    You said you would...

    Tenement funster

    My new purple shoes
    Bin amazin the people next door
    And my rock n roll forty fives
    Bin enragin the folks on the lower floor

    I got a way with the girls on my block
    Try my best to be a real individual
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    Porcelain heart

    Broken heart
    One more time
    Pick yourself up
    Why even cry?
    Broken pieces
    In your hands
    Wonder how you ll make it whole

    You know
    You pray
    This can t be the way
    You cry
    You say
    Something s gotta change
    And mend this porcelain heart
    Of mine
    Of mine

    Someone said
    A broken heart
    Would sting at first
    Then make you stronger
    Wonder why this pain remains
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    Long away

    You might believe in heaven
    I would not care to say
    For every star in heaven
    There s a sad soul here today
    Wake up in the morning with a good face
    Stare at the moon all day
    Lonely as a whisper on a star chase
    Does anyone care anyway?...