I was walking in the kingdom when the paper caught by eye
Four and twenty black birds were scheduled to die
I thought it very strange and so I asked somebody why
They said the King was hungry and he wanted him some pie
The birds were in the forest happily singing out their song
When a hired henchmen of the evil King did come along
He waited right until a perfect moment did arise
He snuck up on the birds and they he caught them by surprise
But the henchmen was sighing
For the birds started crying
And he felt just like dying
For his crime, for his crime
The henchmen had composed himself and brought them to the King
His heiness was delighted and he called the baker in
He fired the oven up and started rolling out the dough
But didn't realize the oven setting was too low
The baker was excited as he heard the timer ring
He hurried as he set his dainty dish before the King
But much too his surprise when he had cut it with his knife
The four and twenty birds had sent him running for his life
For the birds started singing
And the hell they were bringing
Sent the King's eyes to stinging
My oh my, watch them fly
And the Kingdom was crying
For the King wound up dying
And in state he was lying
Why oh why was their cry
Next day in the Kingdom I had heard the King was dead
I saw the four and twenty culprits flying over head
I stopped the baker and the henchmen as they wandered by
The time was four and twenty so we started getting high