Knightmare parody of 'The Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air' theme by Will Smith I think every person of our generation knows this rap off by heart, and Martin Harder (now co-host of the podcast Temporal Discussion) attempted to write a Knightmare version but didn't get very far. I had a go myself and was quite amused by the end result! This is a brief summary of Treguard's backstory as revealed in the first Knightmare novella. His ancestral home, Dunshelm Castle in the north of England, was captured by Baron Vestan of Brittany and then transformed into a death trap by the devilish Gruagach. The book follows Treguard's quest to reclaim his birthright and ultimately become the new Dungeon Master. Parody lyrics "Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped, turned upside-down And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the host of a show called Knightmare... Innnnn Dunshelm, Northumbria born and raised, On the high ground is where I spent most of my days, Seekin' out tracks in the bracken and gorse And all shootin' dumb creatures, outside on my horse When a baron from France, who was up to no good Started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood He got in one afternoon and my clan got slain! He said, 'We're moving in your castle and chuckle at your pain.' I wished to take it back, but it became clear That knights were faced with death and they're enticing 'em here! If anything I could say that this had me scared But I thought, nah, forget it, yo home to Knightmare! I proved up to the challenge and set it all straight And I yelled to the Devil, 'Go home! Smell ya later!' I looked at my dungeon, I was finally there, To sit on my throne as the Lord of Knightmare." Original lyrics – audio "Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped, turned upside-down And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air... Innnnn west Philadelphia born and raised, On the playground is where I spent most of my days, Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool And all shootin' some b-ball, outside of the school When a couple of guys, who were up to no good Started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said, 'You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air.' I whistled for a cab, and when it came near The licence plate said FRESH and it had dice in the mirror! If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought, nah, forget it, yo home to Bel-Air! I pulled up to the house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabbie, 'Yo home! Smell ya later!' I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air." Back