LYRICS:

I'm Henry VIII, as you know, I'm the King who married six

But I'm not what you call romantic, though

In fact, in love, I was the pits.

Cath and Jane and Cath all ended up divorced or dead.

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I'm just the same, Nero's the name

Killed my wife, sent my girlfriend the gift of her head.

Then Poppaea met a bad end

Kicked and beaten, I'm the worst boyfriend.

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That's what I was doing

When I was wooing my wife Matilda

What? I never killed her!

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Love Rats

I only married once, shouldn't be in this song.

Love Rats

William the Conqueror, you are wrong!

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It wasn't just men, some rats were wonderfully pretty.

I'm Cleopatra, loved a match that offered power.

Married one brother, he died, I wed another but he wasn't the one for me.

Julius Ceaser, my next romantic squeeze, ended up with Mark Anthony.

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His death was your fault, as I recall -

Didn't mean for that to happen at all -

Still think I shouldn't be here, I held my wife dear -

After you bullied her, I'd say its fully fair.

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Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba,

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba,

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.

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Love rats

Who are you? You don't look bad.

Love rats

Edward VIII, twentieth century lad.

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Edward the Eight? Now there's no debate

You really shouldn't be here!

I do agree, though love conquered me,

Abdicated the throne for Wallis Simpson, dear.

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Love rats

Wallis divorced, so I was forced to pick -

Love rats

Between love and crown - you chose love, that's sick!

Love rats

Was a national crisis when I stepped down as King.

Love rats

Moonlight and roses, not really our thing!

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