The Black Adder lyrics

[Verse 1]
The sound of hoof beats 'cross the glade
Good folk, lock up your son and daughter
Beware the deadly flashing blade
Unless you want to end up shorter

[Chorus]
Black Adder, Black Adder
He rides a pitch black steed
Black Adder, Black Adder
He's very bad indeed

[Verse 2]
Black: his gloves of finest mole
Black: his codpiece made of metal
His horse is blacker than a vole
His pot is blacker than his kettle

[Chorus]
Black Adder, Black Adder
With many a cunning plan
Black Adder, Black Adder
You horrid little man