We all feel like this sometimes, so I wrote a song you can all sing while you slay. Like those dwarves from that movie whistled while they worked.
To the Offpring's Come Out And Play
Sometimes you feel like smashin'
Or maybe cast a disease
You walk into the temple in Udgaard
You're gonna kill the very first thing you sees
You boost up and hide away in that locale
When your prey walks in you say "It's all over, pal."
One clan's colours and the other's don't mix
So they're gonna
Bash it up, bash it up, bash it up, bash it up!
Hey! Man you toxin' back to me?
Take him out! (Don't try to keep 'em separated!)
Hey! That you tryin to disarm me?
Take him out! (Don't try and keep 'em separated!)
Hey hey!
It ain't a crime And if you're under level 50 you can't even sign!
Hey hey hey! Come on PK!
By the time you get your healer
It's already too late
One is the winner and he gets hailed
One goes to Odin to sit in disgrace
It will all go the same as the thousands before
You know what? Somebody should be out there keepin' the score
A never-ending spray of blood and entrails like paint
When you slice your foe's throat, slice your foe's throat, slice your foe
Hey! Man you toxin' back at me?
Take him out! (Don't try to keep 'em separated!)
Hey! That you tryin' to disarm me?
Take him out! (Don't try and keep 'em separated!)
Hey hey! It ain't a crime
And if you're under level 50 you can't even sign!
Hey hey hey! Come on PK!
It will all go the same as the thousands before
Someone should get Etna to make a board to keep score
A never-ending spray of blood and entrails like paint
When you slice your foe's throat, slice your foe's throat, slice your foe
Hey! Man you toxin' back at me?
Take him out! (Don't try to keep 'em separated!)
Hey! That you tryin' to disarm me?
Take him out! (Don't try and keep 'em separated!)
Hey hey! It ain't a crime
And if you're under level 50 you can't even sign!
Hey hey hey! Come on PK!
Celebrate with a blow to the head! Of someone else!
The Five Digit Death Punch