Luyện nghe bài hát Erik the Awful

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

Chorus: Erik the Awful, the and Tenacious
Erik the Awful, the and Courageous
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 thru the water
knives the fog-shrouded Nordic sea, transporting the wild, marauding
band of Viking heathens stealthily towards unsuspecting, slumbering
victims, he stood, on the foredeck, Erik the Awful, the wildest,
bloodthirstiest of them all!

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

He had a hairy head, a hairy face, hairy chest, legs, hairy boots and a
hairy hat, shaped like a big bullet horns comin' out the sides... and
once he after ya he'd NEVER stop!
He'd turn to his oarsmen in his 37 oared fj-ord and he'd "MORDEN BORDEN
FJORDEN GORDEN!" which was for:

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

Chorus: And it was Erik the Awful, the and Tenacious
the Awful, mercy sakes! and goodness gracious!
His appetite for slaughter was simply
You gotta sleep your sneakers by your side!

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

* YA-HOOOOOOOOOOO! *

That's the one! They would run for their lives, over hills and
thru valleys to the river, they would walk mid-stream for 37 and 1/2
miles, climbing out on the low-lying branch, down a young sapling
onto rocky ground and 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 breath, outside they heard:

"YA-HOOOO! BORDEN FJORDEN GORDEN!"

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

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

"YA-HOOOO! MORDEN BORDEN 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 followed by a big party on the outskirts of what is now
Washington, DC, where the decendants of Erik can be found today,
as Special Agents for the IRS!

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

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

* YA-HOOOOOOOOOOO! *