Out on the seas for forty days…

Last night in Normandy left me in a haze

Those Gaulish girls were hidden away

It’s not nice to keep us from our play

We searched all night and got no sleep

All we got were these stinkin’ sheep

Loot and ladies is our thing

We’re coming your way Berzerker blades will sing!

We’re a Scandinavian Band….

We’re a Scandinavian Band…

We’re coming to your town…

We’re gonna party it down…

We’re a Scandinavian Band!!!
 

The maids are hot down in Conteville

Me thinks they protest too much when they see our sails

Up for a fight, alright, it’s Saturday night

Monks and farmers against our might

As we draw near the church bells toll

Monks and priests try to hide their gold

We said ”Ready or not… here we come”

And we proceeded to burn the whole town down!!!

We’re a Scandinavian Band….

We’re a Scandinavian Band…

We’re coming to your town…

We’re gonna party it down…

We’re a Scandinavian Band!!!

What's in yer collection???

Things will get....clearer...soon.