It was the summer of 793
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When we sailed across the Great North Sea
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Comets crossed the skies that night
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Must have known something wasn't right
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We arrived upon your English shore
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And you offered friendship
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But we wanted more
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Yeah, so much more!
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We're tearing up this place tonight
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Literally!
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We're gonna set this sleepy town alight
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Literally!
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We'll kill and steal and burn and drink
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'Cause us vikings don't care what you think
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Woah oh oh!
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Let me in, won't you please
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We're here to raid your monasteries
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We're primed and ready to attack
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And we love how monks just don't fight back
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You'll die or become a slave to me
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Though our slaves often end up in the sea
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If the boat's heavy! Yeah, yeah!
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You're gonna lose your head, my friend
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Literally!
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We're gonna getcha in the end
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Literally!
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And I'll drink a toast from your skull
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'Cause we're vikings and that's how we roll!
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(Play that axe, Ragnor! )
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We're gonna paint the whole town red
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Literally!
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With the blood of the dead
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Literally!
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We'll take everything that you own
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And get back on our ship, and go back home
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Woah, oh oh!
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We're going home
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Woah, oh oh!
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We're going home
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Woah, oh oh!
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We are going home
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Woah, oh oh!
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We are going home
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Woah, oh oh!
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Literally: The Viking Song
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