Camelot!
Camelot!
In far-off France I heard your call
Camelot!
Camelot!
And here am I to give my all
I know in my soul
What you expect of me
And all that and more I shall be
A knight of the table round should be invincible
Succeed where a less fantastic man would fail
Climb a wall no one else can climb
Cleave a lion in record time
Swim a moat in a coat of heavy iron mail
No matter the pain, he ought to be un-winceable
Impossible deeds should be his daily fare
But where in the world?
Is there in the world
A man so extraordinaire?
C'est moi, c'est moi
I'm forced to admit
'Tis I, I humbly reply
That mortal who these marvels can do
C'est moi; c'est moi, 'tis I
I've never lost in battle or game
I'm simply the best by far
When swords are crossed, 'tis always the same
One blow, and au revoir!
C'est moi, c'est moi
So admirably fit
A French Prometheus unbound
And here I stand
With valor untold
Exceptionally brave
Amazingly bold
To serve at the table round!
The soul of a knight should be a thing remarkable
His heart and his mind as pure as morning dew
Who with the will and the self restraint
That's the envy of every saint
He could easily work a miracle or two
To love and desire he ought to be un-sparkable
The ways of the flesh should offer no allure
But where in the world?
Is there in the world
A man so untouched and pure?
C'est moi
C'est moi, c'est moi
I blush to disclose
I'm far too noble to lie
That man in whom these qualities bloom
C'est moi, c'est moi
'Tis I
I've never strayed from all I believe
I'm blessed with an iron will
Had I been made the partner of Eve
We'd be in Eden still
C'est moi, c'est moi
The angels have chose
To fight their battles below
And here I stand
As pure as a prayer
Incredibly clean
With virtue to spare
The godliest man I know
C'est moi!
