| To die, perchance to sin, that's the rub | |
| For in that sleep of sin, what, what kingdom may come? | |
| What of the limitless sex and violence in the wake of | |
| RagNaRokWelcome to the slaughter, what are going to do? | |
| What will be your epitaph, when we get done with you? | |
| Are you gonna cry for your momma, are you gonna have a good time? | |
| Are you gonna be a bohab, when it's your turn to die? | |
| It all gets pretty crazy, bedlam all around | |
| Anarchy, chaos rule the street, it's a | |
| RagNaRok party town | |
| Your head it is a turnin', your brain it is a burnin' | |
| As your sanity slips away | |
| The final hour's here, now grab yourself a beer | |
| You're only king for one day | |
| Go on and get a gun, we're gonna have some fun | |
| Snuffin' out some fools, and breakin' all the rules | |
| The only rule is winnin', that means a lot of sinnin' | |
| Sinnin' feels so fine, you're running out of time | |
| It's always one hell of a party, when | |
| RagNaRok rolls around | |
| RagNaRok 'n' roll, | |
| RagNaRok 'n' roll | |
| It's time to trash the planet, | |
| RagNaRok battleground | |
| Welcome to | |
| Valhalla, do not be afraid | |
| Now you are a zombie, and all your friends are dead | |
| It all gets rather naughty, when we get backstage | |
| Everybody take a load off, | |
| I hope you're underage | |
| Whip out your bologna, your feeling mighty horny | |
| And you wanna have one more chance | |
| Looking for a lubbah, no need to where a rubbah | |
| Have a Rag | |
| NaRok 'n' roll romance | |
| Go on and find somebody and get them really bloody | |
| Peelin' and a porkin', dealin' and a dorkin' | |
| Chokin' and a jokin', laffin' and a loadin' | |
| Load in lot of fun, hurry now, you're running out of time | |
| Dust to dust |