[Intro]
Anyone whose lived around these parts,
Or ever knew’d us,
Is well aware that you should never mess with the Tudors.

[Verse 1]
My Grandad Henry Seventh,
He beat King Richard,
That’s him pictured,
Defeating the Tyke.

[Verse 2]
He liked his name so much that,
To keep alive is memory,
He called his own son Henry,
What was he like!

[Verse 3]
Everyone said Hen-er-y the eighth was a baddy,
I have to agree,
Even though he was my daddy.
(Just popping of to chop some wives.)

[Chorus]
Cos we’re Tudors,
Britain’s biggest feuders,
And just like barracudas,
We kill with methods foul.

Tudors
Each enemy a Judas,
At least we’re not as rude as,
Simon Cowell.

[Verse 4]
My reign was quite notorious,
I liked to hunt and slaughter,
But then you had a daughter,
Mary was her name,
It was a son I wanted,
So I divorced her mother,
Then wife two had another,
A girl? Not again!
(That’s me your talking about! )

[Chorus]
Tudor,
Superior to you duh,
Who followed me as ruler,
Best not to ask.

[Verse 5]
It must have been my laddie,
Yes sicky little Eddie,
Was I’ll and soon got deady
And who came next?

[Verse 6]
Your daughters then took over,
First came Bloody Mary,
My sisters rule was scary,
So all hail meeeeeee

[Chorus]
Tudors,
The history books reviewed us,
As nutters and big bruisers,
Who kill and cull.

[Outro]
I never had an heir,
So our reign ended there,
We my not have been fair,
But we were never dull