Chelsea Darling!!

There's a fucker called Henry,
A jittery, blithering idiot.
There is passion in his eyes,
But more up his nose.

C'mon Henry, escape!
You can do it,
You sweaty mess.
Show the peasants you can do it.

Unlock that magic I know you possess,
Grasp your sword again,
And sleigh,
Sleigh sleigh sleigh!

Don't snowball though,
You're already fat.
You'll want that bank to take you back.
If I were them, I'd send you packing.

Gonna block you're pipes,
Hope you explode,
Then it will be a pleasure,
To watch you powder you're nose.