Was the summer of 793 When we sailed across the great North Sea. Comets the skies that night; Must've known something wasn't right. We arrived upon the English And offered friendship, But we wanted more. Yes! So much more.
We're tearing up the place tonight. Literally. We're going to set this sleepy town Literally. We'll kill and steal and burn and drink, 'Cuz us Vikings don't care what you think! Woe, woe, woe.
Let in now, won't you please? We're to raid your monastery. We're primed and ready to attack And we love how monks just fight back! You'll die or become a slave to me (Though our slaves often get chucked in the If the boat's heavy! ) Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You're gonna lose your head, my friend. Literally. We're gonna getcha the end. Literally. And I'll drink a toast from your skull \"Cuz we're Vikings and that's how we roll! Woe, woe, woe.
We're gonna paint the whole town red (Literally) With the blood of the dead! We'll everything that you own And get back on our ship and go back home. Woe, woe, woe