Vault - The Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch

Knights of the coconut
Set out to find the holy grail
Foretold in ancient texts
An artifact of immense worth

Camelot, a silly place, their home
Silly knights on a silly quest for a silly grail

Some people think this snare drum sounds like a tincan, but it's intentional
Just like banging coconuts together

Knights gather around the table
King Arthur himself
Sir Bevedere the Wise
Sir Lancelot the Brave
Sir Galahad the Pure
Sir Robin the Coward

The white rabbit
The black beast of Aaaaah
The bridgekeeper
Their great obstacles to overcome

Even greater than the silly frenchmen with the silly accents
Everything's so silly

Everyone has their own grail to find
And if you don't find it
It doesn't matter, the journey's the destination

I think I've had enough of all of this
Maybe I should just go home and eat some nuts
If you get what I'm saying
Of course you do

Written by:
Louis Simmer

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