Lyrics:
at the Sunk'n Norwegian
One more drink before we have to die
One more drink at the Sunk'n Norwegian
Raise up your tankards of ale to the sky
One more drink,
Up go the tankards
And u- oup they rise
I'll drink 'till I can't see from
Both of me eyes
Now fill up my cu- op
Of a mountable size
'Cus we all
Look your doors 'cause Tankard's coming to your town
When we're drunk then we don't like to fuck around
Wicked thirst yet there is no beer to be
a tankard
And join in our song
Plunder with thunder, kill for the thrill
Drink up me hearties 'til we've had our fill
Raise up your tankard, into the sky
This is a bard song!
So you should sing along
So fill your mugs and tankards to the brim
You'll be the choir that we'll inspire
Cause singing songs
This lad once had a problem, he came and sat by me.
I was drinking in me local bar, thinking of the sea.
He popped his tankard on a stool and showed
Drunken pirates (ahoy!) Unspoken legends of the sea
Fly your banners raise your tankards let us toast our victory
Greater than blackbeard (HWOUGH!)
Tankard
Ain't give me no time so I had to go replace her
Selling all my tracks you would think I'm Don Draper
I be eating fresh salmon bagel hold the capers
This lad once had a problem
He came and sat by me
I was drinkin in me local Bar
Thinkin of the sea
He popped his tankard on a stool
And showed me its
Raise Your Tankard
[M/L: Jevo]
Take one beer, take two beers
So you can wet your whistle
Take three beers, take four beers
Now on you cannot stop
With a tankard of mead he united the land
Under his reign evil cannot stand
Master of combat with sword and shield
To no foe would he yield
Lacking
your tankards to the people
To the ones who paid the price
The seagull and the eagle
In the courtyard playing nice
The nation is united by
The death
bloody fight
Vodka and Cognac are our leaders
We've the best, we fuck the fuckin' rest
Empty tankard
We have come to slam dance tonight
Bangin'
destiny may be sealed
Let's raise our glasses as we will our swords tomorrow
Let's tap our tankards like we will tomorrow's drums
Let's drink
butchered and bled
Tankards of wine, burgundy red
Handmade suits and shoes and socks
Ooh, his breath could stop the clocks
Oh, here he comes
So
Now where are your feathered hats, your mantles crisp and fine?
"They've all been swallowed up, my boys, in tankards of good wine"
And where are your
Pubs and clubs and opening hours
Was all he knew
One arm bandits and Affiliated members
Women taboo
Had his own tankard
And the evening Standard
Pubs and clubs and opening hours
Was all he knew
One arm bandits and Affiliated members
Women taboo
Had his own tankard
And the evening
you endure the foreman's choler,
Do this, then, drain the tankards dry,
And let us toast the almighty dollar,
That keeps us chained here before
Let's fill up our tankards
On the brink, on the brink
On the up everything
And who cares if it's raining?
Washed in our grey sky
Clean slate get by
This
Give me thirteen pints of beer
That's why I am here
To get so drunk that I can't see
To erase my memory! (Erase my memory!)
Bring a tankard, bring
uns stehen die Kids
Wie Samy Deluxe, nur nicht ständig bekifft
Wie Amon Amarth ohne Vikingerschiff
R. Kelly ohne Pissen, Tankard ohne Alk
Tattrig wie
the Bifrost
If I'm crossed I'm taking your life force
And I'm breaking it harder than tankards when I'm sloshed
Just one thunderbolt I clap them, came to smite
found life
I do this thankless work with a hankering for dirt
A whole tankards worth is what made up my birth
Like ashes to ashes, first works to burn
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