If were going Goff I want a really big choppa and preferably one with lots of spikes. I want it to be red so it can chop faster. Blue handled so I will never drop it and gold along its spikey bits to let everyone know that it will be the richest thing they'll see before it goes directly into there skulls.
Oi, you want to tell me what dis is all about? As I WAAAGH through da valley of da shadow of Mork I take a look at my life an' fink dat dere's noffin left Cause I been dakkin' and choppin' so long dat Even my Warboss finks dat my brain is gone But I not neva crossed a squishie dat din't deserve it Me, be treated like a grot, you know dat's unheard of You better watch how you talkin, and where you walkin Or you and your boyz might be lined in dakka I really love to stomp, but I gotta loc'- As they croak I see meself in the shoota smoke, humie I'm the kinda Ork the udda boyz wanna be like On humie bodies in the night Yellin WAAAGH in the laser light Been spending most their lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Been spending most their lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Keep spending most their lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Keep spending most our lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Dey gots da situation, dey got me facin' I can't live a runtherda's life, I was raised by da dakka So I gotta be down with the flash gitz Too much runty grot stompin' got me chasin' squigs I'm an shooty ork with teef from your mouf Got my shoota in my hand and a gleam in my eye I'm an orky gangsta, big bashin' choppa And my stormboyz is down, so don't make my angry, humie Deff ain't nuffin but a good stomp away I'm livin life do-or-die-a, what can I say? I'm a big morkin' ork, but will I get even bigga? Da way things are goin', I'll be heavin' da biggest dakka. Tell me why are humies so fun to be The ones we hurt, also you and you Been spending most their lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Been spending most their lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Keep spending most their lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Keep spending most our lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Dakka and the teef, teef and the dakka Humie after Humie, stompin' after stompin' Everybody's runnin, but half of daem ain't lookin What's goin on behind 'em, but dey knowz I'm blastin Dey say I gots ta leg it, but nobody's dere to make me, If dey can't stomp it, how can dey beat me? I guess dey can't; I guess dey won't I guess dey's weak; dat's why dey'z out of luck, fool! Been spending most their lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Been spending most their lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Keep spending most their lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Keep spending most our lifes stompin' in da Bad Moonz Paradise Tell me why are humies so fun to be The ones we hurt, also you and you Tell me why are humies so fun to be The ones we hurt, also you and you
WHY IS NONE OF YE LOT MENSHUN DA FREEBOOTAZ? DEY MAYBE A BIT UNORKY, BUT DEY GOT DEM SHINIES AND DA 'ATS... But fer da sake o' conversashun dis lad is gonna 'ave to pick da goffs, 'cos dey are dead 'ard.
Evil Sunz, letz paint everthin' RED! WAAAGH!!! (on a side note, as if all things, we orks can't decide on anything, all our polls are equal. And we constantly fight over that, it's great!).
Goffs iz da way ta go! Chop chop wif da axez! Smash Smash wif da Ammers! An crunch em wit da powa clawz!
