Let joy fill every Briton's heart,
For now the country's going to make it.
At last a King who looks the part,
At last a Queen who looks good naked.
Blackadder, Blackadder,
A monarch with panache.
Blackadder, Blackadder
He's got a nice moustache.
Everything he wants he'll get,
The world is now Blackadder's oyster.
Most Prime Ministers are wet,
But Baldrick he is even moister.
Blackadder, Blackadder,
A dog who's got his bone.
Blackadder, Blackadder,
A bastard on the throne.
Blackadder, Blackadder,
His beard is neatly curled.
Blackadder, Blackadder,
He's going to rule the world
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