[Verse] In the streets of old London town Chaos wrapped in a whiskey frown Marquee Thompson stumbles round With a sword he won’t back down [Verse 2] He shouts loud for all to hear "I’ve come to save you milady dear" Sword in one hand bottle of cheer Turning heads as he draws near [Chorus] Milady don't you fear Drunken hero’s here I'll save you from your tears With my saber and my beers [Verse 3] On he goes in a drunken dance Sword swings with reckless chance To the altar takes his stance On his quest for love’s romance [Verse 4] Staggering breath with booze and pride "Milady I'll be by your side" Though tipsy steps can't hide He'll stay through the drunken tide [Bridge] Falling down but getting up Whiskey flowing in his cup Promise made he'll never stop Til he wins her with his plot [Verse 5] A drunken hero's serenade, a tale of a stumbling knight Marquee Thompson staggers through the streets of London's night His sword in hand, a bottle too, he weaves with reckless might For love's embrace, his heart can't hide behind the mead's bright light [Verse 6] With wobbling steps and a tipsy breath, he swaggers to the altar's edge For his beloved he swears to fight, despite the whiskey's endless ledge Drunken charm, his weapon true, he offers her love's last dance In this tale of love and wine. [Bridge] A broken homing pigeon stumbling in circles Fantastic tripping on all of the hurdles A choreographed ballet that one has never seen This is the tale of the drunken Marquee