Luyện nghe bài hát Erik the Awful

Way back in along the Nordic coast
was the sound all the people 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
Subtle as a chainsaw, lacking all the Social
You can run, but you hide!

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

(his Momma named him Erik 'cause she spell AHHGGGRRRFFFFLLLLQQHH!)

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

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

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

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

* YA-HOOOOOOOOOOO! *

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

"YA-HOOOO! MORDEN BORDEN GORDEN!"

Chorus: Yes, it was Erik the Awful, the and Tenacious
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 time they cut south to Paris, bought on the Orient
to Istanbul, hired a U-Haul to the Coast, jumped a Greek freighter
across the Mediterranian Sea to MON-golia, hooked up a camel caravan into
the heart of the Desert, and as they paused at an oasis, to lift one
handful of cool water to parched lips, over their shoulder they heard:

"YA-HOOOO! BORDEN FJORDEN GORDEN!"

They to Calcutta!
* YA-HOOOOOOOO! *

fled 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
followed by a big hickey party on the outskirts of what is now
Washington, DC, the decendants of Erik can still be found today,
as Special Agents for the IRS!

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

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

* YA-HOOOOOOOOOOO! *