Spam a lot

Arthur: Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride...to CAMELOT!

We're knights of the round table, we dance whene're we're able.
We do routines, and border scenes, with footwork imp-e-cable;
We dine well here in Camelot, we eat ham and jam and spamalot.

We're knights of the round table, our shows are for-mid-able
Though many times, we're given rhymes, that are quite un-sing-able
We're not so bad in Camelot, we sing from the Dia-phragm alot!

Though we're tough and able,
Quite in-de-fa-ti-gable,
Between our quests, we're seeking vests and impersonate Clark Gable,
It's a busy life in Camelot:

Ihave to push the pram-a-lot!

Arthur: On second thought, let's not go to Camelot. It is a silly place.