Ancient SCA filk
Aug. 20th, 2007 11:32 am(tune should be obvious :-)
Rhinestone Viking
I been sailing these seas so long,
Singin' the same old song,
I know every fjord in these icy waters of Norway;
Where plunder's the name of the game,
With a Viking ship and an unpronounceable name.
There'll be no compromisin', when there's loot on my horizon,
'Cause I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me.
Like a Rhinestone Viking,
Sailing out on the seas in a star-spangled dragon-boat.
Like a Rhinestone Viking,
Raping cows and women in countries I don't even know,
And burning down Englishmen's homes.
A new world was my quest,
Red Eric pointed me west,
And we sailed 'till we came to land we came to call Vinland;
Where there'll be no battle or rape,
And the only blood spilled is the trampled juice of the grape.
And there'll be no early risin'
Because the sunlight hurts my eyes'n,
'Cause I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me.
Like a Rhinestone Viking,
Snoring out in the sun mumbling words that rhyme in rune.
Like a Rhinestone Viking,
Holding two flagons of the brew that proved my ruin,
I bottled it last afternoon.
Rhinestone Viking
I been sailing these seas so long,
Singin' the same old song,
I know every fjord in these icy waters of Norway;
Where plunder's the name of the game,
With a Viking ship and an unpronounceable name.
There'll be no compromisin', when there's loot on my horizon,
'Cause I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me.
Like a Rhinestone Viking,
Sailing out on the seas in a star-spangled dragon-boat.
Like a Rhinestone Viking,
Raping cows and women in countries I don't even know,
And burning down Englishmen's homes.
A new world was my quest,
Red Eric pointed me west,
And we sailed 'till we came to land we came to call Vinland;
Where there'll be no battle or rape,
And the only blood spilled is the trampled juice of the grape.
And there'll be no early risin'
Because the sunlight hurts my eyes'n,
'Cause I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me.
Like a Rhinestone Viking,
Snoring out in the sun mumbling words that rhyme in rune.
Like a Rhinestone Viking,
Holding two flagons of the brew that proved my ruin,
I bottled it last afternoon.