The Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch Lyrics


Knights of the coconut

Set out to find the holy grail

Foretold in ancient texts

An artifact of immense worth

Camelot, a silly place, their home

Silly knights on a silly quest for a silly grail

Some people think this snare drum sounds like a tincan, but it's intentional

Just like banging coconuts together

Knights gather around the table

King Arthur himself

Sir Bevedere the Wise

Sir Lancelot the Brave

Sir Galahad the Pure

Sir Robin the Coward

The white rabbit

The black beast of Aaaaah

The bridgekeeper

Their great obstacles to overcome

Even greater than the silly frenchmen with the silly accents

Everything's so silly

Everyone has their own grail to find

And if you don't find it

It doesn't matter, the journey's the destination

I think I've had enough of all of this

Maybe I should just go home and eat some nuts

If you get what I'm saying

Of course you do