Way back in days of old
There was a legend told
About a hero known as Galavant
Square jaw and perfect hair
Cojones out to there
There was no hero quite like Galavant
Tough, plus every other manly value
Mess with him, he'll disembowel you
Yay, he ruled in every way
A fairy tale cliché
And people called him Galavant
The man we're speaking of
He had a lady love
And Madalena, she was one fair maiden
Long legs and perfect skin
A body built for sin
With cleavage you could hold a whole parade in
Ah, true love was never this ecstatic
Nor as wildly acrobatic
Yes, he loved her to excess
Thrice daily more or less
And she'd be screaming Galavant
One tiny problem
Soon would arise
Richard, a nearby king
Of wealth and stature
He watched Madalena
Lust in his eyes
And he asked her for her hand
Well, more like a demand
Well, more like had his henchman snatch her
Which brings us to today
The royal wedding day
No one can stop it now but Galavant
Poor Madalena waits
Behind King Richard's gates
For the arrival of her Galavant
Now, at last begins a true adventure
Epic, wild, a real butt-clencher
So, huzzah and tally-ho
Sit back and here we go
Attend the tale of Galavant