Camelot! Camelot!

In far off France I heard your call

Camelot! Camelot!

And here am I to give my all

I know in my soul what you expect of me

And all that and more I shall be

A knight of the table round should be invincible

Succeed where a less fantastic man would fail

Climb a wall no one else can climb,

Cleave a dragon in record time

Swim a moat in a coat of heavy iron mail

No matter the pain he ought to be unwinceable

Impossible deeds should be his daily fare

But where in the world is there

In the world a man so extraordinaire?

C'est moi, c'est moi

I'm forced to admit

'Tis I, I humbly reply

That mortal who these marvels can do

C'est moi, c'est moi, 'tis I

I've never lost in battle or game

I'm simply the best by far

When swords are crossed 'tis always the same

One blow and au revoir

C'est moi, c'est moi, so admirably fit

The French Prometheus unbound!

And here I stand with valor untold

Exceptionally brave, amazingly bold

To serve at the table round

The soul of a knight should be a thing remarkable

His heart and his mind as pure as morning dew

With a will and a self-restraint that's the envy of every saint

He could easily work a miracle or two

To love and desire he ought to be unsparkable

The ways of the flesh should offer no allure

But where in the world is there

In the world a man so untouched and pure?

(C'est moi)

C'est moi, c'est moi, I blush to disclose

I'm far too noble to lie

The man in whom these qualities bloom

C'est moi, c'est moi, 'tis I

I've never strayed from all I believe

I'm blessed with an iron will

Had I been made the partner of Eve

We'd be in Eden still

C'est moi, c'est moi

The angels have chose to fight their battle below

And here stand as pure as a prayer

Exceptionally clean, with virture to spare

The godliest man I know!

C'est moi!