Updates: Confidence and a Song for You

Got some of my confidence back and to celebrate, I bring to you a parody song I wrote. This is a drinking song for a Griffon race I call the Varangar, a Viking and Spartan sort of mix warrior culture. This is my first go so I'd like some feed back on it.

UPDATE: Rewrote a few lyrics.

Based off of this:

We’re the Children of Sigurd

So sturdy and so stout

When our day is done

And it’s time for fun

We’ll drink and fight and shout

You weak livered tea drinkers

Can let your throats run dry

Cause there's just one drink

That we will sink

Until the day we die

Drinking mead in the halls of Amber

The Maidens and our men

We swig our brew

Until we spew

Then we fill our mugs again

You can keep your filthy cider

It makes our bellies bleed

Cause when we raise our flagons

To another dead Dragon

There is just one thing we need

More Mead (x2)

Chug a mug of mead

And another mug of mead

Chug another mug of mead

Till you fall down

Chug a mug of mead

And another mug mead

Chug another mug of mead, warriors

After long hard days

Of hunting and of gore

Our throats are tired and thirsty

And our bodies harsh and sore

But we won't spend our evenings

Feeling tired and feeling spent

We perk right up when we breathe in

That wholesome honey scent

That Yakistanic vodka

Too starchy for these tongues

You can keep your fancy Manehattan wine

It tastes like Grendel dung

Canterlot Blue tastes good to you

But here we like it plain

Just fill our mugs

With a mighty jug

Of honey, heart and grain

Drinking mead in the halls of Amber

The Maidens and our men

We swig our brew

Until we spew

Then we fill our mugs again

You can keep your filthy cider

It makes our bellies bleed

Cause when we raise our flagons

To another dead Dragon

There’s just one thing we need

More Mead

Chug a mug of mead

And another mug of mead

Chug another mug of mead

Till you fall down

Chug a mug of mead

And another mug mead

Chug another mug of mead, warriors