Confessional Monk: Welcome to our abbey The best in the domain The order of our father Of perpetual refrain And we're the monks Monks: Hey, hey, we're the monks!
Confessional Monk: Come in if you are weary There's food if you would dine Plus thirty one varieties of sacramental wine And we're the monks
Monks: Hey, hey, we're the monks! Hmm hmm hmm Monk 1: Bum ba-dum, bum bum Monk 2: I'm the smart one Monks: Ahh, Hallelu Monk 3: I'm the cute one Monks: Boobsydoo Monk 4: I'm the shy one Monks: Peekaboo Monk 1: And I'm the bad boy But not so bad 'Cause I'm a monk Monks: Bless you, children Doo doo doo da doo Doo doo doo da doo
Confessional Monk: We'll fetch the holy water. And holy soap as well. 'Cause holy guacamole, that one reeks to holy hell. And we're the monks. Monks: Hey, hey, we're the monks! We're the monks!
Confessional Monk: Hey, hey, we're the. Finger popping. Never stopping. Humble with a. Monks: Cherry topping monks. Ooh, we-ahh! Jazz hands, yeah!