What are the lyrics for the black death horrible histories on cbbc?

Answer 1

The lyrics are:

Terrible Tudors,

Gorgeous Georgians,

Slimy Stuarts,

Vile Victorians,

Woeful Wars,

Ferocious Fights,

Dingy Castles,

Daring Knights,

Horrors that defy description,

Cut-throat Celts,

Awful Egyptians,

Vicious Vikings,

Cruel Crime,

Punishments from ancient times,

Roman, Rotten, Rank and ruthless,

Cavemen savage, fierce and toothless,

Groovy Greeks,

Rainy sages,

Mean and Measley Middle Ages,

Gory Stories we do that,

And your host a talking rat,

The past is no longer a mystery,

Welcome to,

Horrible Histories

Nothing to do with the lyrics: I LOVE this show by the way. I am soooooooooooo childish. LOL!

Answer 2

The lyrics are

"First, you feel a little poorly and then you start to smell. Then you start to spit some blood and then you erally smell! Then you know its time to ring your funeral bell! Along comes mister death and swishes you to hell.

Answer 3

Was the summer of 793 when we sailed across the great north sea,

Comets crossed the skies that night, must have known something wasn't right

We arrived apon your English shore

and you offered friendship but we wanted more

Yeah, so much more...wooah wooah!

We're tearing up this place tonight, Literally!

We're gonna set this sleepy town alight, Literally!

We'll kill and steal and burn and drink,

cos us Viking don't care what you think...wooah wooah wooah.

Let me in now won't you please

we're here to raid your monastries

we're primed and ready to attack

and we love how monks just don't fight back.

You'll die or become a slave to me

though our slaves often chucked in the sea, yeah

if the boats heavy, yeah,yeah.

You're gonna lose your head my friend, Literally!

We're gonna get ya in the end, Literally!

then I'll drink a toast from your skull,

cos we're viking's and that's how we roll wooah wooah wooah.

(drum solo)

we're gonna paint the whole town red, Literally!

with the Blood of the dead, Literally!

We'll take everything that you own

and get back on our ship and go back home,wooah wooah wooah.

We're going home, wooah wooah wooah.

We're going home, wooah wooah wooah.

We are going home, wooah wooah wooah.

We are going home, wooah wooah wooah.

Answer 4

these are all the songs from the second series:

BLACKBEARD -

When I was a nipper, I boarded a clipper,

Sailed the seas as a good supporter, Oh!

Edward Teach is my name, but I earnt my fame,

As Blackbeard the pirate of the water, Oh!

Was a jolly chap, with a jaunty cap,

Always gave my crew good quarter, Oh!

But I'm best known for, blood and guts and gore,

And a viscous reign of murdering and slaughter, Oh!

Crew: Best known for, blood and guts and gore,

And a viscous reign of murdering and slaughter, Oh!

Left my home in Bristol, with a sword and pistol,

Bid a fond farewell to ol' Blighty, Oh!

What my enemies feared, was my think black beard,

Which I always enjoyed setting light to, Oh!

Once I had a thing for a captive's lovely ring,

That shone like a jewel in the nighty-oh!

When the man said 'no', I just said 'oh,'

And chopped of his hand and said 'righty-oh!'

Crew: Man said 'No.' He said 'Oh,'

Chopped of his hand and said 'righty-oh!'

Oh, I love to sail the ocean,

With my flag that inspired emotion,

Crew: With its smiling pile of skull and bones,

Smashing hearts with a violent, stabbing motion.

And I love to escape detection,

And to win my crew's affection.

Crew: Which was nothing to do with the twelve guns he wore

On his belt that were for protection.

I was awfully nice, but I had the odd vice,

Which occasionally cause a commotion.

The thing that I'd do was shoot members of my crew,

If they didn't show enough devotion.

Crew: The thing he'd do was shoot members of the crew,

If they didn't show enough devotion.

Once when very Irate, I shot my first mate,

Israel Hands for a bit of pleasure, Oh!

And when my debts grew, killed half of my crew,

To increase my share of the treasure, Oh!

Was doing well then, seemed to run out of men,

My captives boarded at their leisure, Oh!

Smote me dead then cut of my head,

And displayed it on my mast for good measure, Oh!

Crew: Smote him dead, chopped off his head,

Displayed it on the mast for good measure, Oh!

COWBOY SONG -

Well im a real-live cowboy

Just a quiet, humble fella

That's what we're like apart from Mike

Yeah, I'm more of a yeller!

Sing songs to pass the evenings and because it soothes the herd

So they wont stampeed unless Mike sings lead

And shouts every single word!

MIKE!! Sorry

Coz we're cowboys real life cowboys

Not like the ones you've seen on your tv

Weve never hold up banks at all

We're poorly paid, and kinda small

If you still wanna be a cowboy..

Stick with me!

On your horse for 18 hours, that saddle sores' a curse!

Then feed your horse and yourself ofcourse

Though beans just make it worse!

Then you're back driving cattle, that's what being a cowboy means,

Moving those beasts from west to east, (fart) sorry its the beans!

Coz we're cowboys, real life cowboys

Not like the ones you've seen in the movies

We're not big hunks like that John Wayne

Coz our horses would complain

If you still wanna be a cowboy..

Join us please!

You should be aware, we have some customs that are strange,

Like saying 'Howdy' and not 'Hello' when you're out here on the range

Never touch a cowboy's hat, never ride his horse

So what if I took your old man? Why I'd shoot you ofcourse! Fair enough..

Cowboys, real life cowboys,

Not like the ones you see on silver screens,

We didnt go out starting fights,

Coz Unions fought for our rights

Now Mike will do a solo thanks to beans

(bean solo)

How was that? It stunk!

And now my friends i fear that the end is drawing near,

Coz we only ruled the range for 20 years!

Yeehah!

LITERALLY - THE VIKING SONG -

Was the summer of 793 when we sailed across the great north sea,

Comets crossed the skies that night, must have known something wasn't right

We arrived apon your English shore

and you offered friendship but we wanted more

Yeah, so much more.. wooah wooah!

We're tearing up this place tonight, Literally!

We're gonna set this sleepy town alight, Literally!

We'll kill and steal and burn and drink,

Cos us Viking don't care what you think...wooah, wooah wooah.

Let me in now won't you please

we're here to raid your monastries

we're primed and ready to attack

and we love how monks just don't fight back.

You'll die or become a slave to me

though our slaves often chucked in the sea, yeah

if the boats heavy, yeah,yeah.

You're gonna lose your head my friend, Literally!

We're gonna get ya in the end, Literally!

then I'll drink a toast from your skull,

Cos we're viking's, and that's how we roll, wooah wooah wooah.

(guitar solo)

we're gonna paint the whole town red, Literally!

with the Blood of the dead, Literally!

We'll take everything that you own

and get back on our ship and go back home,wooah,wooah,wooah

We're going home, wooah wooah wooah.

We're going home, wooah wooah wooah.

We are going home, wooah wooah wooah.

We are going home, wooah wooah wooah.

THE VICTORIAN SONG -

t'was the age of Queen Victorians,

a period, notorious,

for so many new brands we did create.

our list is long and glorious,

but i don't intend to bore ya's

was a time of great invention.

was it really? what did we invent then?

well I'm just about to mention, drumroll please lets raise the tention...

(cough cough) we invented.. this, musical.

is that all? well...

a chap called Henry bessimer invented molten steel,

which led to other chaps creating thee automobile.

which led to petrol, tyres and bikes so all that was required,

was roads so concrete came and tarmac thought up too. you're hired!

ooooooh, concrete tarmac steel, thee automobile!

seal of rubbel wheel, such inventive zeal!

still teres plenty to reveal...

Victorian brains worked overtime to come up with ideas,

we invented light bulbs. nice one! cheers!

type writers and radios now news was fast conveyed, hello?

a telephone was no good 'til a second phone was made, hello!

ooour iiiinventors did not snooze, always had another rooze,

the latest flushing loos, films that did amuse,

flashbulb cameras to use, wadda picture, wadda picture!

vaccuum cleaners, toilet paper, postboxes and stamps,

toilets, asprins, anesthetics, locks, electric lamps,

sewing machines, x-rays, comics, ice cream in a pot

Easter eggs and rockets, we invented the whole lot!

oooooooooh.. oh hang on, theres more,

trains and lines and bridges and the underground aswell,

paddle steamers, prams and disinfectant for that smell

steryle doctors instuments, one last unmentioned brand,

Victorians invented the worlds first conveyor band.

cuddly toy? invented 1902, the year after Victoria died.

ooooooh baaaarometers we new, iron ships a coo,

what genius! thank you! seems we're almost through..

just one little oversight... we invented... dynamite

CHARLES II: KING OF BLING -

my name is,

my name is,

my name is Charles the second!

I loved the people and the people loved me

So much that they restored the English monarchy!

I'm part Scottish, French, Italian a little bit Dane, but 100% party animal, champagne? Spaniels I adored, named after me too, like me they were fun with the natty hairdo.

Is today my birthday? I cant recall...

lets have a party anyway because I love a masked ball!

All hail

the king

of bling

lets sing

bells ring

ding,ding.

I'm the king, who brought back parting!

King Charles my daddy lost his throne and kings were banned.

They chopped off his head and Ollie Cromwell ruled the land.

Old Ollie wasn't jolly, he was glum and he was proud.

would be as miserable as sin,

only sinning's not allowed

When Ollie died the people said "Charlie my hearty, get rid of his dull laws, come back we'd rather party!"

These actions what they call the monarchy restoration.

Which naturally was followed with a huge celebration.

The king of Eng

land say,

no sin

to sing,

o.k .or an

ything, all say, I'm the king who brought back parting

Great London fire was a whopper,

in my reign, London city came a 'croppa'

so dis king did wot was right an' 'proppa'

an' fire profed more than a 'whoppa' (?)...

I'm a fire stopper!

Married Catherine Brankinsells (?)

She was a love so true

thered never be another, well

maybie one or two,

Lucy Walter,

Nell Gwynne,

Mul Davis,

Barbera Villiers,

You think that's bad, but her names not as silly as:

"Autense Menseeney" (?)

As king, I must admit I broke the wedding rules

But who cares when I brought back the crown jewels?

I re-instated Christmas, makeup, sport and even plays!

I was the merry monarch, they were good old days!

When said

And done

King Charles (that's me)

did run

England

for fun

I was the king,loved by everyone,

my song is DONE

party anyone?

SPARTAN HIGH SCHOOL -

hey all you helots you zealots you peleponnessians you lakadeomonds all of his Leonidas' army lets get barmy for the spartan school musical.

GOOOO SPARTA!!!

today I'm starting high school with boys that turn to men

I've packed my sword and shield we don't use paper and pen

every ones a jock here we don't have spartan nerds

the weedy kids were left to die as breakfast for the birds

were taught to love and fight were taught not to be meek

and if were good they feed us three square meals every week.

lets go fighting now fighting is exciting we're rocking at the spartan school

come on!

woo!

at spartan kindergarten I'm the boss that's understood

i smack em if there naughty and i twack em if there good

(student): I'm feeling rather peckish I'm gonna steal some food

caught I'll have to punish you ungrateful spartan brute

we promise not to steal were not the thieving sort

stealing is considered Good whats wrong is getting caught

lets get beaten and learn lies and cheating we're rolling at the spartan school

we have a bunch of contests to see who is the best

the meanest meanest toughest roughest spartan contest

this one is my favourite game lashings are good fun

(student): didn't feel a thing, i want my mom

we passed are last exams now its spartan graduation

straight away we go to work no time for celebration.

ten years active service in the army no divertions

there's only one job for Spartans killing loads of Persians

if your wondering about love its band until you're thirty

high school doesn't teach romance it teaches fighting dirty

lets go fighting now fighting is exciting now rocking at the spartan school

lets get beaten and learn lies and cheaten and rolling at the spartan school!

GEORGE IV: COULDN'T STAND MY WIFE -

I'm Charles the 4th the regent king, which means i was just standing in

acting king because my dad, George the 3rd had gone barking mad! (banana)

great palaces i did design, buckingham was one of mine,

art and fashion i surrated, and wives? that's more complicated.

actresses and duchesses the great loves of my life

i loved more girls than i ate pies but i couldn't stand my wife

(he couldn't stand his wiiiiife!) go away!

i only married queen Caroline, when my debts began to climb

coz if i agreed to tie the knot, (i said i'd pay off the looooot!)

but the wdding caused all sorts of strife, coz i already had a wife

(i divorced catholic?!) dad did sigh, but the mad old goat just wouldn't die!

(still here! oops! spoke too soon!) at last i can go solo!

as true king my reign began, though i was now older than your nan!

and as the ruler of our nation, a banned my wife from my coronation,

and knowing now that i did hate her, she promptly died just 3 weeks later,

but all thoes pies that i got through meant 10 years later i died too!

(hello, have we met? I'm a kangaroo!)

actresses, duchesses the great loves of my life!

i loved more girls than i ate pies but i couldn't stand my wife!

i had just 10 years on the thron, do you remember that?

no all that you remember is... i was really faaaat.

World War 2 GIRLS -

we're girlys from the 30s wash the dishes scrub the floor,

when all of a sudden our hubby's went to war

did you think we'd shrink in Englands needy hour?

you what? course not! coz we've got girl power!

our men are fighting world war 2 but we're not gonna boo hoo hoo

it's our world war to do girls, plenty we can do girls

we're the world war 2 girls our war begins right here

i make weapons in the factory, drill and bolt and screw

with rules so strict they even time you when your on the loo

making bombs and bullets means I'm always mucky

i put my name down for a bath I'll get one if I'm lucky

there is no job that we can't do, it was alot til our roles grew

your country needs you girls got army navy too girls

we are the world war 2 girls, this is our career

I'm a plane fixing, plane speaking, photo taking, code breaking, air force miss

redo man and lorry driver, weather guessing, foreign spying, i do all this

i took the roll of land girl while our men fight far away

farming on the home front helping save the day

tending crops and animals, manual labourhoods

and in the field my uniforms this scratchy tie and shirt

when world war 2 is over though, we' ll be proud cause we will know

thanks to us it true girls came to the rescue girls we're the world war 2 girls,

original girl power.

BOUDICCA -

Gonna cause a stink, won't be the first to blink

I'm not who you think, don't mess with me

I'm boudicca

My husband prasatorgus died, he was a Celtic king

I was his queen so due to me was half of everything

Roman law gave half to me so half is what they got

Till' their nasty soldiers came and took the blessed lot

Hey mister, I say you got the wrong end of the stick

His answer turned this sister into one angry chick

No man, Roman will push around this woman

You won't get far, with Boudicca

Bow man, yo man, smash the Roman, foe man

All say ya, 'ya', Boudicca

I built a massive army, headed straight for the city

Beat em' all with ease and like me, it wasn't pretty

Chopped em' and hacked, but what made their red blood curl:

'It's bad enough bein' beaten, but beaten by a girl!'

Wacked em' smacked em' boy how we attacked em'

Near and far, ha, ha, ha

Flayed em' slayed em', up and down parade em'

Boudicca, toughest by far

'Colchester, London, St Albans, everybody talk about : dead Romans

We marched on up the roman road that's known as Watling Street

They trapped us in the forest then thrashed us to our defeat

By now you've guessed I'm not the kind of gal who'd sit and cry

Be sold a slave to Romans, you know I'd rather die

They tried to take me prisoner so I led the roman boys on

Instead of givin' into them I swallowed special poison

Marter, smarter, captured and non-starter

this was our, last hoorah

slaughtered, dismembered, our tribe always remembered

Boudicca, Superstar

Boudicca, Superstar

HIEROGLYPHICS -

TEACHER:

Settle down class, now you've passed your Grade 1 Pyramid Selling.

Yeah, the time has come for me to drum some facts into you about spelling.

Oh, it seems to me your ABC skills are less than terrific.

So buck up boys, as we master the joys of the lovely Hieroglyphic. Wooh!

Everyone needs their ABC; it's as simple as vulture foot basket.

You know how to sing doh ray me: easy to spell, it's hand eye-thingy owl.

ABC?

KIDS:

Vulture, foot, basket.

TEACHER:

Doh ray me?

KIDS:

Hand, eye-thingy, owl.

TEACHER:

You'll pass with ease and find it's a breeze: the rules are scientific.

Don't have to me smart, all you do is start with simple phonetic-glyphics.

Next you get two letters a set; morphenes called glocographic.

Finally for the form of a word: determinatives.

KID:

Horrific!

TEACHER:

Everyone needs their flamingo house sun,

simple, but sun can mean duck, everyone.

You all know how to write your name.

KID:

Except for me: Tutanephititikhamun!

TEACHER:

Flamingo, house sun?

KIDS:

But duck is sun!

TEACHER:

Tutanephititikhamun?

TUTANEPHITITIKHAMUN:

Let's leave that one.

TEACHER:

If you find it hard don't be afraid to go and ask your mummy for aid!

Now it's time for a spelling 'bee'!

That's not how you spell 'bee'; see me -

Foot, reed, reed: easy.

Cat, pig, dog, rat, dog, frog,

Make your spelling magnific!

You can go up and down, left and right and around,

For punctuation in hieroglyphic.

A, B, C, D, E, F, G,

Just seven hundred characters or so!

Now that's done let's have some fun,

With numbers - here we go!

Everyone needs their one two three,

It's as simple as eye, eye eye, eye eye eye,

You can all count to ninety-nine,

Easy to write: it's hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye.

One two three?

KIDS:

Eye, eye eye, eye eye eye.

TEACHER:

Ninety-nine?

KIDS:

Hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye.

TUTANEPHITITIKHAMUN:

Basket?!

PACHACUTI -

im pachacuti the incan lord

all other tribes dreaded

my name means ' he who shakes the earth'

not that im big headed

when it came to claiming nearby lands

i was the type to risk it

but it's how i treat dead enemies

that really took the biscuit

i drink form their skull

(do the pachacuti)

pull out their teeth whole

(do the pachacuti)

make teeth into charms

(do the pachacuti)

make flutes out of their arms

(PACHACUTI)

once all the hill sides my troops hit

to cause a riteful strive

and when they jumped out

it look like the ground had come alive

the rocks they are my warriors

i then used to boast

and that little lie helped us with wars

but violence helped the most

i drink from their skull

(do the pachacuti)

pull out their teeth whole

(do the pachacuti)

turn teeth into charms

(do the pachacuti)

make flutes out of their arms

(PACHACUTI)

if you were a rival chief

we'd kill you fast and then

we'd stuff you like a scarecrow

but one for scaring men (AHHH)

then we'd rest your boney fingers

on the streched skin of your belly

then in the breeze they'd tap at your tum

like a drummer, but more smelly

drink from their skull

(do the pachacuti)

pull out their teeth whole

(do the pachacuti)

use their skin as a drum

(do the pachacuti)

ive never had so much fun

(PACHACUTI)

THE MONK SONG -

MONKS - welcome to our monastary please have a chair

BISHOP - good to see you monks so deep in prayer

once the praying's finished your chorse must be done,

the main rule of a good monk's life is no fun

MONKS - we have to pray 8 times a day 7 days a week

and copy all these manuscripts in writing so antique

MONK 2- I'll finish of this letter 'A' once I've ploughed our field

milk the cows, mud the sows, vegetables peeled

MONK 3 - I'll be doing that and praying too

BISHOP - very well gents, i bid you adue.

MONKS - adveneeat regnom tom

MONK 2 - alright brothers, i think he's gone!

now the bishop's not around,

lets throw off these religious gowns!

hunky

MONK 3 - chunky

MONK 1 - funky monks

MONKS - get down!

MONK 2 - its not all hymns and praying

MONK 3 - it's not all work and no playing

MONK 1 - so lets start misbehaving

MONKS - and get with the funk!

MONK 2 - we love to have a party

MONK 3 - eat food that is hardy

MONK 1 - let's get the music started!

MONKS - get drunk like a monk

MONK 1 - play that monky music funk boy

BISHOP - just wanted to chack that during my absence

you're honouring your meal time vow of silence

MONKS - although we didnt ought ta

we liked to hunt and slaughter

don't need no bread and water!

MONKS - just fun fun fun!

monastry is jumping

party beat is thumping

MONK 3 - just lacks a certain something

MONK 1 - a funky nun!

get in the party habit girlfriend

BISHOP - its true that life is tough here

but you obey the rules that is clear

that's why we're a place of great repute

what's this? i see we have a new recruit

welcome to our monastry, what's your name?

MONK 1 - she... he can't talk and his name is... Wayne

MONKS - aaaaaaaameeeeeeeen

NUN - ahh men!

----

TITLE SONG-

Terrible Tudors,

Gorgeous Georgians,

Slimy Stuarts,

Vile Victorians,

Woeful Wars,

Ferocious Fights,

Dingy Castles,

Daring Knights,

Horrors that defy description,

Cut-throat Celts,

Awful Egyptians,

Vicious Vikings,

Cruel Crime,

Punishments from ancient times,

Roman, Rotten, Rank and ruthless,

Cavemen savage, fierce and toothless,

Groovy Greeks,

Rainy sages,

Mean and Measley Middle Ages,

Gory Stories we do that,

And your host a talking rat,

The past is no longer a mystery,

Welcome to,

Horrible Histories!

Answer 5

When I was a nipper, I boarded a clipper,
Sailed the seas as a good importer, Oh!
Edward Teach is my name, but I earnt my fame,
As Blackbeard the pirate of the water, Oh!

Was a jolly chap, with a jaunty cap,
Always gave my crew good quarter, Oh!
But I'm best known for, blood and guts and gore,
And a viscous reign of murdering and slaughter, Oh!

Crew: Best known for, blood and guts and gore,
And a viscous reign of murdering and slaughter, Oh!

Left my home in Bristol, with a sword and pistol,
Bid a fond farewell to ol' Blighty, Oh!
What my enemies feared, was my think black beard,
Which I always enjoyed setting light to, Oh!

Once I had a thing for a captive's lovely ring,
That shone like a jewel in the nighty-oh!
When the man said 'no', I just said 'oh,'
And chopped of his hand and said 'righty-oh!'

Crew: Man said 'No.' He said 'Oh,'
Chopped of his hand and said 'righty-oh!'

Oh, I love to sail the ocean,
With my flag that inspired emotion,
Crew: With its smiling pile of skull and bones,
Smashing hearts with a violent, stabbing motion.

And I love to escape detection,
And to win my crew's affection.
Crew: Which was nothing to do with the twelve guns he wore
On his belt that were for protection.

I was awfully nice, but I had the odd vice,
Which occasionally cause a commotion.
The thing that I'd do was shoot members of my crew,
If they didn't show enough devotion.

Crew: The thing he'd do was shoot members of the crew,
If they didn't show enough devotion.

Once when very Irate, I shot my first mate,
Israel Hands for a bit of pleasure, Oh!
And when my debts grew, killed half of my crew,
To increase my share of the treasure, Oh!

Was doing well then, seemed to run out of men,
My captives boarded at their leisure, Oh!
Smote me dead then cut of my head,
And displayed it on my mast for good measure, Oh!

Crew: Smote him dead, chopped off his head,
Displayed it on the mast for good measure, Oh!