Was summer of 793 When we sailed across the great North Sea. Comets crossed the skies that night; Must've known wasn't right. We arrived upon the English shore 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 town alight. Literally. We'll kill and steal and burn and drink, 'Cuz us Vikings don't care you think! Woe, woe, woe.
Let me 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 don't fight back! You'll die or a slave to me (Though our slaves often get chucked in the sea If the boat's heavy! ) Yeah, yeah.
You're gonna lose your head, my friend. Literally. We're gonna getcha in the end. Literally. And 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 of the dead! Literally. We'll take everything that you own And get back on our ship and go back home. Woe, woe