[Crowd cheering intensely] "That was my fuckin' princess song!" [Crowd roars with laughter and cheers!] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] "But really, there's just one fuckin' woodland animal I fuckin' eyes for!" [Whistling and harmonica, banjo] "Oo-dee fuckin' lally!" [Verse 1] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] I was raised by nuns and fuckin' trash TV, Sippin’ Wild Turkey, learnin’ to be free, But there was one slick fox who lit that fire— Feathered cap, green hood, full of righteous desire. Oo-de-lally, what a day, what a face, He could rob me nude and I'd thank the fuckin' grace— Yeah, he stole from the rich, gave to the broke, And he stole my heart in that fuckin' outlaw cloak. [Chorus] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] Oo-de-lally, hot damn, Robin Hood! Struttin’ through Sherwood, lookin’ so good. Tail so fine, got me barkin’ at the moon— I'd swing from a noose just to sniff that plume. Oo-de-lally, he’s my forest crush, I'd ditch the denim if he told me to hush. [Verse 2] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] Little John? Big bear, big heart, He’s a ten in hugs, but not the hot part. That Sheriff’s a cop and I’m not into fuckin' pigs, But his drawl is the sugar coating the shit. "Ay-Cab, baby." Friar Tuck’s got that barrel-built sway, And them dumbass buzzards? Sexy in their own way. That slow-bobbin' cock is a struttin' sin Pluckin' that lute like he's workin' it in [Refrain] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] Oo-de-lally, second place, voice full of ache, I’d Arch for a kiss from that sticky slick cloaca. Feathers all rough, singing moans to the moon, He’s the cock-a-doodle devil fuckin' makin' me swoon. [Bridge] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] And Maid Marian? Oh, fuckin' queen of the glen— Soft eyes, strong heart, no fuckin' need for a man. She don’t need saving, she is the plan— Fuckin' salute that vixen every time I can. [Chorus] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] Oo-de-lally, hot damn, Robin Hood! Got me shakin’ loose alllll my goods. He broke the law with a fuck-you stare — Now I’m matted in stink just thinking he’s there. Oo-de-lally, I was young and wrecked— Now I’m grown, and I’d still risk my neck. [Banjo Solo, intense and erotic, exciting] [Breakdown] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] He snaps back his bowstring, taut and mean, Nails the first arrow—bullseye between. Then the second splits the shaft, ripping wide, Tearin' me open from the inside. [Final Chorus] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] Oo-de-lally, fuck yes, Robin Hood! Searin' on my brain like only first loves would. From VHS dreams to my filth-stained soul, That vulpine stud pulls heat from the deepest hole. Oo-de-lally, he set my bar— Now I quiver for knaves who slip past the guards. [Outro] [raspy female hyena vocal, shrieking snarling crust punk] Oo-de-lally, that Prince John just sucks and schemes, While I ride out wet on an outlaw dream. Oo-de-lally… fuck me… what a fuckin' fox! [Crowd roaring with cheers] "Okay, enough of this cartoon bullshit..." [Crowd cheering wildly]
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