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