[Dot]
Don't be coy, Old Johnny Boy
We have seen what you've decreed
You've taxed and pillaged every village
And ignored their every need

[Wakko]
So, we wrote the Magna Carta

[Yakko]
Which is Latin for Great Charter!

[Dot]
And you'd do well, lest folk rebel, to sign this clever creed

[Yakko]: The British Isles will have fair trials
And I'll tell you what's more
Neither King, nor Son, nor anyone
Will be above the Law

[Wakko]
So if you're to have a hope

[Dot]
And win the blessings of the Pope

[Yakko]
You can't decline, you'll have to sign, or face a civil war

[Dot]
Though you'll be vexed, this deed's effects
Go far beyond on this region
You can stamp and shout and whine about
This blatant act of treason

[Wakko]
But we demand habeas corpus

[Yakko]
Meaning tyrants should be cautious!

[Dot]
No more arrests at the King's behest
For now you'll need a reason

[Wakko]
Unless you're craving one more bathing
Embrace legal restitution
Church and State will separate
Or there'll be regal revolution

[Dot]
And the message then will spread

[Yakko]
Like liberty butter on freedom bread!

[Wakko]
Through the ages, to the pages of the you.S. Constitution

[Yakko]
In eight-hundred years, to peoples' cheers
These words will further travel
To unclasp each despot's grasp
And to ensure their reign's unravel

[Dot]
Rights were granted at our birth

[Yakko]
To every corner of the Earth

[Wakko]
From United Nations'
Declarations

[Yakko, Wakko and Dot]
Down to every judge's gavel!