歌词
The seven deadly virtues, those ghastly little traps
Oh no, my liege, they were not meant for me
Those seven deadly virtues were made for other chaps
Who love a life of failure and ennui
Take courage now there's a sport
An invitation to the state of Rigor Mort
And purity a noble yen
And very restful every now and then
I find humility means to be hurt
It's not the earth the meek inherit, it's the dirt
Honesty is fatal, it should be taboo
Diligence a fate I would hate
If charity means giving, I give it to you
And fidelity is only for your mate, ha
You'll never find a virtue unstatusing my quo
Or making my beelze bubble burst
Let others take the high road, I will take the low
I cannot wait to rush in where angels fear to go
With all those seven deadly virtues
Free and happy little me has not been cursed
专辑信息
1.If Ever I Would Leave You
2.Camelot (Reprise)
3.Camelot
4.Before I Gaze at You
5.Overture / I Wonder What the King Is Doing Tonight
6.The Lusty Month of May
7.I Loved You Once in Silence
8.Fie on Goodness!
9.Guenevere
10.How to Handle a Woman
11.Then You May Take Me to the Fair
12.The Simple Joys of Maidenhood
13.Follow Me
14.C'est Moi
15.The Seven Deadly Virtues
16.Parade
17.What Do the Simple Folk Do?