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