C'est Moi

Camelot, Camelot, in far off France, I heard your call

Camelot, Camelot and here am I to give my all

I know in my soul what you expect of me and all that and more I shall be

A knight of the table round should be invincible

Succeed where a less fantastic man would fail

Climb a wall, no one else can climb Cleave a dragon in record time

Swim a moat in a coat of heavy iron mail

No matter the pain, he ought to be unwinceable

Impossible deeds should be his daily fare

But where in the world, is there in the world?

A man so extraordinaire

C'est moi, c'est moi, I'm forced to admit

'Tis I, I humbly reply that mortal who these marvels can do

C'est moi, c'est moi, 'tis I, I've never lost in battle or game

I'm simply the best by far when swords are crossed

'Tis always the same, one blow and au revoir

C'est moi, c'est moi, so adm'rably fit

A French Prometheus unbound and here I stand, with valor untold

Exeption'ly brave, amazingly bold, to serve at the table round

The soul of a knight should be a thing remarkable

His heart and his mind as pure as morning dew

With a will and a self-restraint, that's the envy of ev'ry saint

He could easily work a miracle or two

To love and desire he ought to be unsparkable

The ways of the flesh should offer no allure

But where in the world, is there in the world

A man so untouched and pure, c'est moi

C'est moi! C'est moi, I blush to disclose, I'm far too noble to lie

That man in whom, these qualities bloom

C'est moi, c'est moi, 'tis I, I've never strayed from all I believe

I'm blessed with an iron will

Had I been made the partner of Eve we'd be in Eden still

C'est moi, c'est moi, The angels have chose to fight

Their battles below and here I stand, as pure as a pray'r

Incredibly clean, with virtue to spare, the Godliest man I know, c'est moi