David Hyde Pierce - Monks' Chant/He is Not Dead Yet lyrics

[MONKS] Sacrosanctus Domine Pecavi ignoviunt Iuesus Christus Domine [ROBIN, spoken] Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead! [MONKS] Pax vobiscum venerunt [ROBIN,spoken] Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead! [LANCE, spoken] Here's one [NOT DEAD FRED, spoken] I'm not dead! [ROBIN,spoken] Here, he says he's not dead! [LANCE, spoken] Yes, he is [NOT DEAD FRED, spoken] I feel happy. I feel happy [NOT DEAD FRED] I am not dead yet I can dance and I can sing I am not dead yet I can do the highland fling I am not dead yet No need to go to bed No need to call the doctor 'Cos I'm not yet dead [MINSTRELS] He is not yet dead That's what the geezer said Oh, he's not yet dead That man is off his head He is not yet dead Put him back in bed Keep him off the cart Because he's not yet dead Well, now he's dead You whacked him on the head Sure now he's dead It makes me just see red You are such a brute To murder that old coot You homicidal ba*tard, now he's really dead Who is the knave who put him in his grave And who needs to manage his anger? [LANCE] My name is Lancelot I'm big and strong and hot Occasionally I do Some things that I should not [ROBIN] I want to be a knight But I don't like to fight I'm rather scared I may Just simply run away [LANCE] I'll be right with you Robin through and through and through So stick with me and I'll show you what to do [ROBIN] We'll remain good chums You can teach me how to dance [BOTH] We're going to enlist [ROBIN] I'm Robin [LANCE] And I'm Lance [ALL] Oh, we're off to war Because we're not yet dead We will all enlist As the Knights that Arthur led [NOT DEAD FRED] I am coming too My name will be Sir Fred I'll be your musician Cause I'm not yet dead [ALL] Oh, we're not dead yet To Camelot we go To enlist instead To try and earn some dough [LANCE] To k** I will It gives me such A thrill [ROBIN] And so although We should have stayed in bed We're going off to war Because we're not yet dead To sing And dance And keep an eye On Lance [ALL] We're going off to war We'll have girlfriends by the score [NOT DEAD FRED] We'll be shot by Michael Moore [ALL] Because we're not yet dead