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THE HERMITS HOMELY HUT
High on a hill top , looking far out to sea
Murdo is happy as he's finished his tea
The rocks and the wave tops are shaded with red
As the sun drifts so slowly , through clouds overhead
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All I want is to live my life In a land away from strife
The hermits role I chose to play Watching nature day by day

The call of the seabirds , the spray and the swell
With mountains behind , weaves a mystical spell
The silence of evening , the coming of night
He watches the sun , till it fades out of sight
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FAR OUT TO SEA( OH NO)
A silent shape at end of day
Comes round the headland through the spray
Rounded shields and a raven sail
Men with battle axe and mail
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Far out to sea
The longships are getting nearer Far out to sea
The raiders are getting clearer

A dragon prow with eyes of flame
Warriors cry their chieftains name
Upon his head a helm of horn
Looking on his prey with scorn

The longship glides on to the beach
People running out of reach
Burning roofs and cries of fear
Keeping hidden till it's clear

Chorus
They'll take your beasts and eat your food
burn your homes cos their made of wood

MONKS ARE GLUM
We are monks, we are monks
We don't have much fun
We are monks, we are monks
We are really rather glum
We read books And we pray
We read books and we pray every day
We sleep in bunks And we smell
We are Christians
So we won't go to hell

OH NO IT'S THE VIKINGS
No lyrics here either

THE SAINT AIN'T FAINT (HEARTED)
Holy man
Stands upon the shore
Sea wind tells a tale of holy war
Saw a sail against the sunset
Now there's something moving In the dark out there

Good people
It's time to run and hide
The Viking comes Upon the morning tide
Take your children , your wives
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run to the hills

The Norseman is coming With his sword in his hand
He's come to take your family He's come to take your land
Will you stand and fight
For what you know is right Or will you fall
Into the hands of Viking might

CEART OF THE OCEAN
I come from a land
Where the north wind blows
Till my fields
Where the cold stream flows
But the wanderlust is in me
Far horizons call
Ragnarok has got me
With my back to the wall

So build me a longship Of sweet yellow pine
Bid me farewell At the waterline
Wish me good hunting
A bright edge to my sword A fair wind to speed me To Valhallas reward

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I'm a gypsy of the ocean
A pirate of the sea
With the salt on my tongue
And my hair blowing free
The east winds my lover
The wave is my foe
Bend your backs to the oars boys
It's westward we go

Set sail for an island That's far in the west
The wind and the sea Put our ships to the test
Saw land in the moonlight Found nobody there
But a man on a cliff top With strange looking hair

BJORNS HORNS
You people here , you lowly race
Deserve to be put in your place (This lands too good for you)
Your fields of green and lochs of blue
They were not meant for the likes of you (This lands too good for you)

Chorus I want (I want)
This land it will be mine I need ( I need)
Oh Thor give me a sign

Your spiritual and your temporal peace
It's mine to take if I so please
(This lands too good for you)
You people here you lowly race
Deserve to be put in your place

Chorus

CALUM WALRUS' LAMENT
And they say the sun has never been brighter
And they say the sky was never so blue
And they say the breeze has never been warmer
And the rain that falls is just like the dew

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And all it takes to spoil this picture
And all it takes to spoil the view
Is a love of war and the need to plunder
And a Viking blade descending on you

And they say the air has never been fresher
And they say the fruit is thick on the tree
Buts what's the use of all this beauty
When all around your land is not free

HEAVE HO AWAY WE GO
Fix the chains Tow tow
Hoist the sail Go Go
Bend your backs Row row Never fail

Ride the waves Splash splash
Quickly sail Dash dash
Lightning strikes Your looking pale

Tow the isle Tug tug
Midges too Bug bug
Don't sink What ever you do