That was the one with the old f§&§er in.

"Twas in the Foest of Shirewood
In the year twelve hundred and ten
Lived a famous dealer named Robin Head -
And his band of very merry men
They lived on nuts and berries
And occasional blue deer
Doing their macrobaiotic thing
And dispensing much good cheer

The sound of merry laughter
Echoed through the forest green
There was old Friar Tucker - the old motherfucker
And Marion the acid queen
Said Little John, "Let's have some mead"
Said Robin, "What's the point
I'm tired of doing that venison thing
Let's go and roll a joint."

Just then there burst upon the scene
A band of the sherriff's men
Who said, "Allo Allo Allo
What's all this here then?
I'm afraid you'll have to come with us
To the palace of the king!"
Said Robin, "Don't be so uptight man
I'm only doing my thing"

So Robin bade a sad farewell
And to Marion gave a kiss
And went with certain substances
For further analysis
And the new all spread throughout the land
And the people came to see
For the man who always gave big deals
Was of great popularity

So Robin was dragged before the throne
Of Nottingham's terrible king
Who said, "For years I've ben after you
And now you're going to swing!
But first before I sentence you
For the evils what you've done
Tell me, what's this weed you grow in the woods?
I think that I'll try some."

So several minutes they passed bye
And the air grew dense and thick
And the sheriff said, "Look at all the colours man
But I feel a little sick."
And here our story has to end
More happily than it began
For Robin deals for the countryside
And the sheriff does Nottingham.

I wonder who will be quicker than me to post this? It is good news that Keith Christmas is back though. I liked "Getting Religion" too.