Tonart: D major
Verse 1
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There was a monk of high renown,
He wore no clothes beneath his gown,
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There was a monk of high renown,
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He laid all the women in London down,
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old slob, that dirty old slob,
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That bugger deserves to die,
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Imagine a sweet and fair,
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With big blue eyes and long brown hair,
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Imagine a sweet and fair,
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And lure that lass into his lair,
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That old sod, that dirty old sod,
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That bugger deserves to die.
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He soothed her with his dulcet tones.
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He did a thing no priest can know.
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He soothed her with his dulcet tones.
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and his wrinkly stone panel,
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that buggered his urge to die.
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glory hallelujah.
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Once alone in his humble room,
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the old monk quickly changed
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Once alone in his humble room
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He swiped at last, still half past noon
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That old sod, that dirty old sod,
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that bugger deserves to die
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The other munchkin cried,
Poor shame!
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But his animal eyes, he
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The other munchkin cried,
Poor shame!
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So he turned her over and did it again
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That old sod, that dirty old sod,
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Solve that bugger, he deserves to die
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Glory, hallelujah
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Now that monkey bird's in hell
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I swear it is true, this story I tell
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Now that monkey bird's in hell
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I hear he's screwin' the devil as well,
and oh
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Solve that dirty old solve
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that bugger, he deserves to die
We'll make him pay,
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Glory,
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