Here, free to part Just to sing you a lullaby Of Spaga, the Intifada His souvenir, the dragon's eye FIRE breathes the dragon Tooth for tooth, And eye for eye The knight in shining armor The fair maiden, his battle cry And with a prayer For the maiden, Who would then lay him So with his valour He would soon tower The Dragon's lair Spaga's emerged in victory Slain the beast for all to see And the little knights courage knew to end As he danced and dodged about the dragon's den Avoiding fire breath and razor claws Till the mighty dragon made his fatal flaw When he turned to check the maiden's cell Spaga thrust his sword with a terrific yell (alt. and sent him straight to hell) The maiden saw Spaga standing tall As he watched the beast take his final fall His sword illuminated as the smoke cleared He told her firmly "come my dear" So what then of the true reward Said Spaga coyly as he sheated his sword Anything you wish I ask of thee Hand in hand immersed in glee