| There’s a place called Camelot
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| In a land that time forgot
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| Where lived a wizard
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| The greatest of his time
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| He used his magic for the good
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| Defeating evil where he could
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| Cast the spell, make the potions
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| From the earth, healing lotions
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| Wand and staff, wield the magic
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| Mystic lands, dreams fantastic
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| Whoa
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| Dreams fantastic
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| Whoa
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| Enchanter of the royal court
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| The king and queen’s sole consort
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| He never asked for favor or reward
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| But behind his back were jealous tongues
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| And the king was old, he had no sons
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| Cast the spell, make the potions
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| From the earth, healing lotions
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| Wand and staff, wield the magic
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| Mystic lands, dreams fantastic
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| Whoa
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| Wield the magic
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| Whoa
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| The word went out across the land
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| Be you noble or lowly man
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| Free the sword, be the chosen one
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| But the wizard had a secret plan
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| To stop the knights from taking land
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| They need the sword to claim the jeweled crown
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| Excalibur plunged into the stone
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| Whoever frees it claims the throne
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| Cast the spell, make the potions
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| From the earth, healing lotions
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| Wand and staff, wield the magic
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| Mystic lands, dreams fantastic
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| Whoa
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| Dreams fantastic
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| Whoa
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| Wield the magic
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| Casting the spell, making the potions
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| Take from the earth, guarding the lotions
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| Casting the spell, making the potions
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| Take from the earth |