An Albatross The Triumph Of The Lazer Viking
It’s an exercise,
So euthanize!
For shapely hips and thighs.
Cut the butt,
In a f..ckin’ rut
Quell them then,
Hush those saddened sighs!
You win the prize,
Viking glowing eyes.
Yeah, it’s a problem and we all gotta deal with it
So get out marching along!
I’m the Vikingchild, my power don’t disintegrate.
The marching makes you strong!
Eat your vitamins on time.
Tussinned, healthy, and in line.
Pills and stomach chime,
Motherfuckin’ feelin’ fine.
