Immigrant Song, Led Zeppelin/Trent Reznor/Karen O./Atticus Ross
the hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands, to fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!
on we sweep with threshing oar, our only goal will be the western shore.
ah, ah, we come from the land of the ice and snow, from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. how soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, of how we calmed the tides of war. we are your overlords.
working in the corner, peeking over shoulders, waiting for my time to come working in the corner, one day to the other, butter for my piece of bun
and I'm hangin' around till it's all done you can't keep me back once I had some no wastin' time to get it right and you will see what I'm about
yeah, I'm workin' a sweat but it's all good, I'm breakin' my back but it's all good. 'cause I know I'll get it back yeah, I know your hands will clap
and if you say I'm not okay, with miles to go if you say there ain't no way that I could know if you say I aim too high from down below well, say it now 'cause when I'm gone you'll be calling but I won't be at the phone