Luyện nghe bài hát Erik the Awful

Way back in history along the Nordic
that was the sound all the people feared the
It would echo thru the 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 oars of the sleek, fierce Viking ship cut thru the like
knives thru the fog-shrouded Nordic sea, the wild, marauding
band of Viking heathens towards their unsuspecting, slumbering
victims, there he stood, on the foredeck, the Awful, the wildest,
bloodthirstiest 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 horns out the sides... and
once he after ya he'd NEVER stop!
He'd turn to his oarsmen in his 37 oared and he'd say: "MORDEN BORDEN
GORDEN!" which was Viking 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
Erik the Awful, sakes! and goodness gracious!
His appetite for slaughter was simply
You gotta sleep with your by your side!

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

* YA-HOOOOOOOOOOO! *

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

"YA-HOOOO! BORDEN FJORDEN GORDEN!"

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

OH! And this time they cut south to Paris, bought tickets on the
Express to Istanbul, hired a 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 paused at an oasis, to one
handful of cool water to their parched lips, over their shoulder they

"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 hickey party on the outskirts of is now
Washington, DC, where the decendants of can still be found today,
as Special Agents for the IRS!

Erik later amassed a fortune posing for Molly Hatchet album covers,
and did stuntwork for Arnold Schwartzenegger in Conan the Barbarian! He
won an Academy Award for his dual 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 forget the evening he ate the entire Kingdom of the
no sugar?

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

* YA-HOOOOOOOOOOO! *