Lyrics Monks Chant / He Is Not Dead Yet - Christian Borle, David Hyde Pierce, Ensemble & Hank Azaria

Sacrosanctus Domine
Pecavi ignoviunt
Iuesus Christus Domine
Bring out your dead!
Bring out your dead!
Here's one
I'm not dead!
Here, he says he's not dead
Yes he is
I feel happy!
I feel happy!
I am not dead yet, I can dance and I can sing
I am not dead yet, I can do the Highland fling
I am not dead yet, no need to go to bed, no need to call the doctor
'Cause I'm not yet dead!
He is not yet dead, that's what the geezer said
Oh, he's not dead yet, that man is off his head
He is not yet dead, put him back in bed
Keep him off the cart
Because he's not yet dead!
Well now he's dead! You whacked him on the head
Sure, now he's dead, it makes me just see red
You are such a brute
To murder that old coot
You homicidal bastard now he's really dead!
Who is the knave
Who put him in his grave? (Who is he?)
And who needs to manage his anger!
My name is Lancelot, I'm big and strong and hot
Occasonally I'll do, some things that I should not
I want to be a knight, but I don't like to fight
I'm rather scared I may, simply run away
I'll be right with you, Robin, through and through and through
So stick with me and I'll show you what to do
We'll remain good chums
You can teach me how to dance
We're going to enlist
I'm Robin
And I'm Lance!
Oh, we're off to war! Because we're not yet dead!
We will all enlist, as the knights that Arthur led
I am coming too, my name will be Sir Fred
I'll be your musician cause I'm not yet dead!
To kill (Oh we're not dead yet)
I will! (To Camelot we go)
It gives me such (To enlist instead)
A thrill (To try and earn some dough)
To sing (And so although)
And dance (We should have stayed in bed)
And keep an eye on (We're going off to war)
Lance (Because we're not yet dead!)
We're going off to war, we'll have girlfriends by the score
We'll be shot by Michael Moore!
'Cause we're not
Yet
Dead!
Not yet dead!