Gods Preserve Us From The Vikings

To the tune of The Battle Hymn Of The Republic. No comment. Long Live The King!

[Easter 2002]

They glower down through history like a secret family curse.
You can pray that they’re improving but they’re only getting worse.
The best that you can say is, “Well, at least they’re well rehearsed”.
Their reigns go on and on.

Gods preserve us from the Vikings
Gods preserve us from the Vikings
Gods preserve us from the Vikings
Their reigns go on and on.

You hear the booming chorus when they lift their heads to sing.
You can feel the rumbling tremors when they cheer their mighty King.
It’s possible to have too much of almost anything.
Their reigns go on and on.

The jewellery from the harrows is particularly fine.
On the misty field of battle you can see their helmets shine.
We’d like to pay the Dane-Geld; would you tell us where to sign?
Their reigns go on and on.