Hey there, people, I'm Richard Third
I'm sure most of you must my name have heard
They say I was a crook and it sure is no wonder
that Shakespeare guy committed - libel and slander
But the truth will sure win in the end
My bones, they were found and while my spine was bent
I never had a hump and my arm was alright
I walked my head tall and I - wasn't knave but knight!

Oh God I am the last Plantagenet
The world did me wrong, can you imagine it?
And I am one handsome son of a gun
In the Late Medieval England which was not that fun!
(Wars of the Roses, Wars of the Roses)

My brother, King Ed, died all in sudden
his young boys were yet but budding
I swore to protect them and see them over
when I brought the kids to the castle of Tower
But my brother was a lecher
They were bastards, said the high-rank preacher
So they made me a king but then Stafford deceived me
I'm quite sure he killed my nephews, that treacherous cheater

Oh God I am the last Plantagenet
I'm alone now in this world, can you imagine it
I have bad scoliosis
And my son and wife they died - from tuberculosis
(Wars of the Roses, Wars of the Roses)

And then came up this Henry Tudor guy
He wanted my throne, and he wanted me die
Raised my army and fought him manly
But then I got deceived by that William Stanley
So I raised my flag high and charged Henry's host
I fought like a lion and I did almost
kill that Tudor upstart, but I have one remorse -
I never said those words "My kingdom for horse!"

Oh God I am the last Plantagenet
The Tudors trashed my name, can you imagine it?
They described me as devil's spawn -
But their own deeds do speak, yes on their own
Oh God, oh God, I did die like a man
With my crown on my head and warhammer on hand
But I'm Richard Third the King -
Hear me now, as my story I'll sing

But I'm Richard Third the King -
Hear me now, as my story I'll sing
But I'm Richard Third the King -
Hear me now, as my story I'll sing
But I'm Richard Third the King -
Hear me now, as my story I'll sing

I knew you'd be surprised...