The Tudors - Horrible Histories

[Intro]
Anyone whose lived around these parts, 
Or ever knew'd us, 
Is well aware that you should never mess with the Tudors . 

[Verse 1]
My Grandad Henry Seventh , 
He beat King Richard, 
That's him pictured, 
Defeating the Tyke. 

[Verse 2]
He liked his name so much that, 
To keep alive is memory, 
He called his own son Henry, 
What was he like! 

[Verse 3]
Everyone said Hen-er-y the eighth  was a baddy, 
I have to agree, 
Even though he was my daddy. 
(Just popping of to chop some wives.) 

[Chorus]
Cos we're Tudors, 
Britain's biggest feuders, 
And just like barracudas, 
We kill with methods foul. 

Tudors 
Each enemy a Judas, 
At least we're not as rude as, 
Simon Cowell. 

[Verse 4]
My reign was quite notorious, 
I liked to hunt and slaughter, 
But then you had a daughter, 
Mary  was her name, 
It was a son I wanted, 
So I divorced her mother , 
Then wife two  had another, 
A girl ? Not again! 
(That's me your talking about! ) 

[Chorus]
Tudor, 
Superior to you duh, 
Who followed me as ruler, 
Best not to ask. 

[Verse 5]
It must have been my laddie, 
Yes sicky little Eddie , 
Was I'll and soon got deady
And who came next? 

[Verse 6]
Your daughters then took over, 
First came Bloody Mary, 
My sisters rule was scary, 
So all hail meeeeeee

[Chorus]
Tudors, 
The history books reviewed us, 
As nutters and big bruisers, 
Who kill and cull. 

[Outro]
I never had an heir, 
So our reign ended there, 
We my not have been fair, 
But we were never dull