We've wondered why Coeur d'Ennui men are called boars,
A name applied often at tourneys and wars.
It's not for their courage or number of kills;
But their complete lack of all amorous skills.
Away, away with boring men, with boring men, with boring men.
Away, away with boring men, they're the scourge of the Calontir Region.
The men of our kingdom quite frequently brag,
And in this Coeur d'Ennui men have never lagged.
The difference lies in that boaring males,
Are embroidering on purely fictional tales!
Away, away with boring men, with boring men, with boring men.
Away, away with boring men, they're the scourge of the Calontir Region.
Though Coeur d'Ennui men are generally loud,
They really have nothing of which to be proud.
Can you imagine a sorrier plight
Than to meet with incompetence all through the night?
Away, away with boring men, with boring men, with boring men.
Away, away with boring men, they're the scourge of the Calontir Region.
For stall any boring man from Coeur d'Ennui
From clumily roving above your knee.
Odds are against such occurance, but still;
He may just start up what he cannot fulfill!
Away, away with boring men, with boring men, with boring men.
Away, away with boring men, they're the scourge of the Calontir Region.
Those Coeur d'Ennui men are like balloons at a fair.
When you get to the middle, there's nothing but air.
Can you imagine finding Coeur de Boeuf fun?
For the play is all ended before it's begun!
Away, away with boring men, with boring men, with boring men.
Away, away with boring men, they're the scourge of the Calontir Region.
Now Coeur d'Ennui boasts bores more than its share.
And the biggest bore brags more than any else dare.
We pity poor Rosamund, Oh her disgrace,
Night adventures with William, she's ne'er seen a trace.
Away, away with boring men, with boring men, with boring men.
Away, away with boring men, they're the scourge of the Calontir Region.
We know that the men from Coeur d'Ennui are bores,
But there's one who stands out and no one ignores.
If mounting and riding is your delight;
Then avoid Coeur de Boeuf, for you'll wait all the night.
Away, away with boring men, with boring men, with boring men.
Away, away with boring men, they're the scourge of the Calontir Region.
Just think of the ladies of Coeur d'Ennui's lands,
Consigned to a love life of fumbling hands.
Can you imagine a more boring fate,
Than living in boredom with a bumbling mate?
Away, away with boring men, with boring men, with boring men.
Away, away with boring men, they're the scourge of the Calontir Region.