A Little More Reformation

A little more reformation, a lot less monasteries
Wanna get my hands on all their money, please
A little less Pope, a lot more King
I sure do hope to grab that bling
Cause war with France is what'll satisfy me
And that sure is pricey

Passed a law, now the Pope is banned
Now I'm top dog in the Church of England
It's going swell, I ain't got the blues
Unless you count my jousting bruise
Got rid of Anne, her head to lose
To get my kicks in '36
I'm up to my old violent tricks
The church is mine, and so's their stuff
They're about to find that I play rough

A little more reformation, a lot less monasteries
Wanna get my hands on all their money, please
A little more King, a lot less nuns
I'll sell their land to buy more guns
Cause war with France is what'll satisfy me
And that sure is pricey

For the church this won't end well
I'm sending in my man Cromwell
With suspicious minds and a pack of lies
He'll ignore their desperate cries
Then take their land for my prize
Refusing me is kind of treasonable
But I'm a guy who can't be reasonable
I'll offer pensions, payment schemes
But crush the monks who block my dreams

A little more reformation, a lot less monasteries
Wanna get my hands on all their money, please
If those abbots don't change tack
I'll send them to the jailhouse rack
They'd better ditch the Pope and recognise me
Yeah, recognise me

So chuck out the monk (the monk the monk)
Chuck out the monk (the monk the monk)
Some may quit if they can
The rest I'll squash in my hand
Yes, that means they'll be slaughtered
Even hung, drawn and quartered

(A little more reformation, a lot less monasteries)
Wanna get my hands on all their money, please
I'll flood the buildings, sell the gold
Close the libraries, those books are old
There's nothing you can do to try and stop me
Cause I'm King Henry, oh mama

A little more reformation, please