Grouchy The Zerker

Grouchy the zerker,
Was a moody, grumbly soul.
With his itchy beard and his face so wierd,
And his eyes like burning coal.

Grouchy the zerker
Is a menace so they say.
With one mighty blow most ghosts know
He can make you pass away.

There must have been some magic in
That big, grey axe he holds.
For when he hits you on the head,
Your knees begin to fold!

Oh Grouchy the zerker
Was as mad as he could be,
And the experts say he can make you pay.
If you fail the chance to flee.

Thumpety, thump, thump, thumpety thump thump,
Look as your wounds grow.
Thumpety, thump, thump, thumpety thump thump,
oh how quickly your blood flows!

Grouchy the zerker
Knew the desert was hot that day,
And his shoes were tight making him a fright,
So you'd best run away.

Down to the village
To the local cobblers stand
Running here and there, cursing everywhere
Spouting gibberish as he ran.

He walked right down the streets of Kurz
Right to a well dressed mod,
He only paused a moment
When he heard her shout My God!

Grouchy the zerker
Had to hurry on his way,
So he waved his axe saying I'll be back
I'll get you all someday.