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