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The angel of the Holy Grail
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saw Galahad come riding
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So he took the Holy Grail off the shelf.
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And inside the holy chapel made for
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Holy Grail hiding the angel
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Could be seen to smile to himself.
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"If you're the great Sir Galahad
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From now on," said the angel
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"May all angels call me blessed of my race."
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"If you're not the great Sir Galahad
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I'll warn you, keep on riding and if you are
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I pray you'll let me see your face."
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Galahad took off his helmet, said
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"Good angel look upon me.
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Fear not, for I bring tidings of great joy.
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For long years the grail you've guarded, now
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You get to let me drink it, how
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Happy must be angels thus employed."
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"All the favors you shower upon
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Me, a simple angel," said the
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Angel, "your magnificence abounds.
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Take your boots off great Sir Galahad,
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For by your astounding beauty whatever
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Ground you stand on turns to holy ground."
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Galahad took off his boots, and he
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Watched the ground quite closely
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And the angel smiled to himself again.
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He said, "I can't believe I'm asking, but
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Sir Galahad please tell me, what is
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It that makes you want to go to heaven?
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In heaven there's no lamb chops,
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Queen Guinevere's for hand jobs,
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Marijuana, Kenny Rogers, or Ecstasy.
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No pillaging, no rape, perhaps
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you've come by some mistake to me
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this seems more error than knight errantry.
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Yes, and what about the stable boys,
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I know you think they're handsome
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and some of them , they think you're awful handsome too.
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And, sitting up in heaven, you'll still
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think about them often, when you're an
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angel thinking's all that you can do."
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At this, Sir Galahad got angry,
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"Angel," he said, "don't you tempt me.
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I wish to go to heaven and not to hell.
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So when stable boys look lonesome,
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When the women call me handsome,
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I'll hold me virtue very firmly by myself."
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"I guarantee you'll hold it often,"
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said the angel. "Oh one more thing, before you
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drink the wine, please take your armor off.
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I gotta carry you to heaven,
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And despite what you'd imagine,
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I have trouble bearing heavy things aloft."
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Sir Galahad stood naked
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In a pile of his armor,
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His boots and helmet scattered all around.
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His perfect lips, they sipped the grail,
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His perfect heart commenced to fail,
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His perfect body fell upon the ground.
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The angel lit a cigarette.
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When he was sure Galahad was dead,
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He picked all of his clothes up off the floor.
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Then I put on his boots and armor
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I laid his body on the altar
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Put his helmet on and I headed for the door.
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