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He walks in slow

With his ox blood boots

He’s got a beard that’ll tell ya the truth

He rides real fast

On his busted up bike

He’s got hell burning in his eyes

Reckon he’s got his own way

Loud boom, down tuned

That old god never sounded so good

Reckon he’s got his own way

A Viking’s heart doesn’t beat like ours does

When your mama acts like she doesn’t know ya

Reckon he’s got his own way

He doesn’t need

Any validity

And it’s louder than any old Ducati

Reckon he’s got his own way

Loud boom, down tuned

That old god never sounded so good

Reckon he’s got his own way

A Vikings heart doesn’t beat like ours does

When your mama acts like she doesn’t know ya

Reckon he’s got his own way

Thunder bunny yo

Thunder bunny