To die, to sin, that's the rub For in that sleep of sin, what, what kingdom may What of the limitless sex and violence in the wake of to the slaughter, what are going to do?
What will be your epitaph, when we get with you? Are you gonna cry for your momma, are you gonna have a time? Are you gonna be a bohab, it's your turn to die? It all gets pretty crazy, bedlam all
Anarchy, chaos rule the street, it's a RagNaRok party Your it is a turnin', your brain it is a burnin' As your sanity slips 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 out some fools, and breakin' all the rules The only is winnin', that means a lot of sinnin'
Sinnin' so fine, you're running out of time always one hell of a party, when RagNaRok rolls around RagNaRok 'n' roll, RagNaRok 'n' It's 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, when we get Everybody a load off, I hope you're underage
Whip out your bologna, feeling mighty horny And you wanna have one more for a lubbah, no need to where a rubbah Have a RagNaRok 'n' romance
Go on and find somebody and get them really and a porkin', dealin' and a dorkin' Chokin' and a jokin', and a loadin' in lot of fun, hurry now, you're running out of time Dust to