[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!