To die, to sin, that's the rub For in sleep of sin, what, what kingdom may come? What of the limitless sex and violence in the wake of Welcome to the slaughter, what are to do?
What will be your epitaph, we get done with you? Are you gonna cry for your momma, are you have a good time? Are you gonna be a bohab, when your turn to die? It all pretty crazy, bedlam all around
Anarchy, chaos rule the street, it's a RagNaRok party Your head it is a turnin', your it is a burnin' As your sanity away The final hour's here, now grab yourself a
You're king for one day Go on and get a gun, we're gonna some fun Snuffin' out some fools, and breakin' all the The only rule is winnin', means a lot of sinnin'
Sinnin' so fine, you're running out of time It's always one hell of a party, RagNaRok rolls around RagNaRok 'n' roll, RagNaRok 'n' It's time to trash the planet, RagNaRok
to Valhalla, do not be afraid Now you are a zombie, and all your are dead It all rather naughty, when we get backstage Everybody take a off, I hope you're underage
Whip out your bologna, your feeling mighty And you have one more chance Looking for a lubbah, no need to where a Have a 'n' roll romance
Go on and find somebody and get really bloody Peelin' and a porkin', dealin' and a Chokin' and a jokin', laffin' and a Load in lot of fun, hurry now, you're running out of Dust to