Luyện nghe bài hát Erik the Awful

Way back in history along the coast
that was the all the people feared the most
It would echo the night up and down the foggy fj-ord
It was and the bloodthirsty Horde!

Chorus: the Awful, the Brutal and Tenacious
Erik the Awful, the Ruthless and
as a chainsaw, lacking all the Social Graces
You can run, but you hide!

YES! And as the oars of the sleek, fierce Viking ship cut the water like
knives thru the fog-shrouded Nordic sea, the wild, marauding
band of Viking heathens stealthily their unsuspecting, slumbering
victims, he stood, on the foredeck, Erik the Awful, the wildest,
Viking of them all!

(his Momma named him 'cause she couldn't spell AHHGGGRRRFFFFLLLLQQHH!)

He had a hairy head, a face, hairy chest, hairy legs, hairy boots and a
hairy hat, shaped like a big bullet with comin' out the sides... and
once he started after ya he'd stop!
He'd turn to his oarsmen in his 37 oared fj-ord and say: "MORDEN BORDEN
GORDEN!" which was Viking for:

"YA-HOO!, RAVAGE, PILLAGE, PLUNDER,
MAIM AND PUT BIG HICKEYS ON ALL FAIR DAMSELS!"

Chorus: And it was Erik the Awful, the Brutal and
Erik the Awful, mercy sakes! and gracious!
His appetite for slaughter was voracious
You gotta sleep with your by your side!

YES! And the villagers heard that awful battle-cry:

* YA-HOOOOOOOOOOO! *

That's the one! They would run for lives, fleeing over hills and
thru valleys to the river, whereupon they would walk for 37 and 1/2
miles, out on the low-lying branch, shinnying down a young sapling
onto rocky and leaping from stone to stone until they arrived one week
later at a secret 97 miles away, and as they sat down for the first time
to catch their breath, outside heard:

"YA-HOOOO! BORDEN FJORDEN GORDEN!"

Chorus: Yes, it was Erik the Awful, the Brutal and
Erik the Awful, up in the darndest places
Subtle as a chainsaw, all the Social Graces
You can run, but you hide!

OH! And this they cut south to Paris, bought tickets on the Orient
Express to Istanbul, a U-Haul to the Coast, jumped a Greek freighter
the Mediterranian Sea to MON-golia, hooked up with a camel caravan into
the heart of the Gobi Desert, and as they at an oasis, to lift one
handful of cool water to their parched lips, over their shoulder heard:

"YA-HOOOO! MORDEN FJORDEN GORDEN!"

fled to Calcutta!
* YA-HOOOOOOOO! *

They to the Himalayas!
* YA-HOOOOOOOO! *

Tokyo!
* YA-HOOOOOOOO! *

Toronto!
* YA-HOOOOOOOO! *

and Heyhailea, Georgia...
* YA-HOOOOOOOO! *

But it was no use! They succumbed to a savage plundering and
pillaging by a big hickey party on the outskirts of what is now
Washington, DC, where the decendants of can still be found today,
working as Special for the IRS!

Erik amassed a small fortune posing for Molly Hatchet album covers,
and did stuntwork for Arnold Schwartzenegger in the Barbarian! He also
won an Award for his dual role as a train wreck and his tender
portrayal of King daddy! Oh, you might remember the end of that one:
there wasn't a dry eye in the house when he married the Empire Building.
And who could the evening he ate the entire Kingdom of the East?
no sugar?

Chorus: the Awful, the Brutal and Tenacious
the Awful, the Hungry and Voracious
Subtle as a chainsaw, lacking all the Graces
You can run but you hide!

* YA-HOOOOOOOOOOO! *