| We’re gonna have to kill ya if you sing the freakin' song
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| It didn’t win an Emmy, now it’s time to move along
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| Winter’s not just coming
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| Hell, it came, and then it went
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| Now it’s back with this year’s least expected big event!
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| You mean?
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| Arrgh!
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| It’s a new season for our hero and pals
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| A new season and it’s gonna be scorchin'
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| Off on new sprees and new exotic locales
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| With new guests who’ll cost the network a fortune
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| : I’ll go reclaim the castle I’m the rightful ruler of
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| I’ll suffer through the hassle
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| Then go save my one true love
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| It’s a new season, so we won’t be reprisin' that tune
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| Way back in days of old
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| There was a legend told
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| Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh Galavant
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| Noooo!
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| It’s a new season in Hortensia too
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| : A new season and it’s totally bitchin'
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| : We’ve got new fleas in our new clothing
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| : It’s true!
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| And new cheese in our new cutting-edge kitchen
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| : We’ll stay here with the princess 'til she weds her little cuz
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| : Yes, we know it’s incest, still, it’s what our family does
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| : It’s a new season
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| : and my Izzy, why she’s in her room
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| I’ve tried so desperately to win my freedom
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| Tried, yes, I’ve tried, dear god, I’ve tried
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| Though as a feminist, I don’t quite need him
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| Where is my Galavant?
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| Come find me, Galavant!
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| When will our plot lines re-collide?
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| : It’s a new season for our brand new regime
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| : A new season here in sunny Valencia
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| : With new treason to deliciously scheme
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| : And new levels of psychotic dementia
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| : I’m putting every qualm aside to seize the kingdom’s reigns
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| : I’ll commit some homicide and sing a few refrains
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| : And this season maybe I’ll get to squeeze in some
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| : So in the weeks to come ignore the pageants that they’ll hold
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| : Skip the football matches
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| : And the globes made out of gold
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| : Screw all those apprentices
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| : And every bachelorette
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| Give into the miracle that no one thought we’d get!
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| : It’s a new season, though it’s still not that long
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| : A new season with some slightly new shadings
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| : There’s still no reason why we burst into song
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| : You’ll know hell’s freezing if we get decent ratings
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| : Join the royals
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| : And the jester
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| : And the servant
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| : And the chef!
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| : The queen
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| : The thug
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| : The hero
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| : And the hero’s B.F.F
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| : And the whole entire season ends with armies from Valencia, Hortensia,
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| and Richard’s land in one ginormous battle to decide who’s gonna be the one
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| true king to rule the whole entire…
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| : Way to blow it, you prat
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| : It’s a new season so hang onto your sword
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| : A new season which you’ll prob’ly record
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| : A new season so get comfortable please and let’s go
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| : Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh! |