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