heres the ending song to head
His great-grandfather was a king,
Although for only thirty seconds.
When put in charge of beheading,
He felt that fame and glory beckoned.
Blackadder, Blackadder,
No such blooming luck.
Blackadder, Blackadder,
Elizabethan schmuck.
Blackadder, Blackadder,
Nothing goes as planned.
Blackadder, Blackadder,
Life deals him a bum hand.
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see the little goblin, see his little feet, see his little nosywose, isnt the goblin sweet, yes!
