Home
Poems: My Own
Poems: By others
Poems: Classical
Poems: Multilingual
Music & Songs
Stories & Myths
Links to Poetry
FAQ
Contact
Submit a Poem
The latest

 

~ By Courtesy of Others ~

 

The Authentic Viking

To the tune of, and a filk of: Itsy-Bitsy-Teeny-Weeny-Yellow-Polka-Dot Bikini  YouTube link
Written by Paul Vance and Lee Pockriss, released in June 1960 by Brian Hyland

He couldn't wait to get into the village,
He was dressed so authentic-a-lly.
He couldn't wait to get into the village,
He wanted all of the Vikings to see.
(two-three-four - tell the Vikings what he wore!)

It was a Celtic-knotwork-pattered, runic, velvet silk embroidered tunic,
That he wore for the first time today.
It was a Celtic-knotwork-pattered, runic, velvet silk embroidered tunic,
So on the campsite he's going to stay.

He couldn't wait to get into the battle,
'Cause his brand new equipment he wore.
He couldn't wait to get into the battle,
He was really authentic for sure.
(two-three-four - tell the Vikings what he wore!)

It was an Anglo-Saxon-Realm-of-Elmet Benty-Grange-boar-crested-helmet,
That he wore for the first time today.
It was an Anglo-Saxon-Realm-of-Elmet Benty-Grange-boar-crested-helmet,
So in the village he's going to stay.

Now he can't wait to get into the gear check,
And I wonder what they're going to do.
Now he can't wait to get into the gear check,
and the poor officer's turning blue.
(two-three-four - tell the Vikings what he wore!)

It was a jewelled-pommelled chivalric-lord's seven-foot two-handed-great sword,
That he wore for the first time today.
It was a jewelled-pommelled chivalric-lord's seven-foot two-handed-great sword,
So in the beer tent he's going to stay.

From the village to the gear check
Where his pride was wounded sore.
From the gear check to the beer tent -
Now there isn't any more.

Anonymous



Back to : [ by Theme ]   [ by Author ]   [ by Title ]