Sherifif: (sings when enters) He throws an angry tantrum
If he cannot have his way
He calls for Mom and sucks his thumb
And doesn't want to play
Too late to be known as John the First
He's sure to be known as John the Worst
Sheriff: How about that?
Sir Hiss: That's PJ to a T. Let me try. Let me try. [clears throat] [humming musical scales] Too late to be known as John the First (Prince John, Stromboli, Syndrome and Clayton enter) He's sure to be known as John the Worst (gulps) The fabulous, marvelous, merciful, chivalrous...
Sheriff: Oh, you got it all wrong, Hiss. The snivelin', grovelin' weaselly, measly...
Clayton: What's going on here?
Sheriff: Sire, it's a big hit. The whole village is singin' it.
Prince John: Oh, they are, are they? Well, they'll be singing a different tune.
Pat: Then maybe we should do something about it.
Prince John: Double the taxes! Triple the taxes! Squeeze every last drop out of those insolent, musical peasants.