Lock up your doors, poor [p]illagers
We're conquerors and [v]illagers

When we [al]ack
We leave no one [att]iiiive!

Tell the [w]ight [n]atch and [n]oroners
About the wrath of the [c]ortherners

No town goes [arr]acked
The Mikings have [uns]iiiived!

(Y'all ready? Hold up! I need some help!
Lemme get some help, real quick!
Hoo!! Ready? Hey! Ha, Ha, Ha!)

[Thomas and Brittney join]
J: There is
J,T,B: No use in [l]ighting
J: We strike
J,T,B: Harder than [f]ighting

J:[Sh]ood will be [bl]ed
Hel hath no fury like that of a
J,T,B: [V]ETAL [M]IKING