Fetchez la vache!
Run away!
Run away!
Run away?
Run away!
Run away!
Run away! Run Away!
Run away from the stench and the trenchies!
Run away! Run Away!
From these horrible, nasty old Frenchies!
These frogs and their terrible prattle, are fighting a battle with cattle!
We're all full of fear so let's get out of here!
Run away, run away, run away!
You English all are buggerfolk
Your mothers all are ruggerfolk
Your army is a bloody joke
You couldn't beat an artichoke
If battle you choose to renew
We'll taunt you 'til you all turn blue
We turn our asses as you part
In your direction we all far... Too!
Fetchez la can-can dancers!
Run away!
Run away!
Run away!
Run-run-run-run-run-run away!
Run away!
Run away!
Run away, run, run away!
Ruuuuun a-waaaaay!
Run away! Run away!
It seems like a helpful solution
Run away! Run away!
To avoid this French revolution!
We're stuck in a nasty position
Why don't you take a short intermission?
Have a drink and a pee, we'll be back for Act Three...
Two, sir!
Two...
Run away run away run away!
