Lyrics Battlefleet Gothic Armada - Orkz

Fifteen Orks on a dead man’s hulk,

Lookin’ down the barrel of
a gun,

Gruntin’ to each other

through big, sharp teeth,

Sayin’ “This one’ll give us
some fun”

Fourteen Orks on a humie’s
ship,

Killin’ anything that isn’t
green,

Gruntin’ to each other

through big, sharp teeth,

Sayin’ “Times be getting’
lean”

Thirteen Orks with the
Captain’s chest,

Hopin’ to quench their
greedy thirst,

Gruntin’ to each other

through big, sharp teeth

Sayin’ “I was da wun dat
saw it first”

One lone Ork left to steal
the loot,

Wishin’ it hadn’t turned
out so,

Gruntin’ to itself

through big, sharp teeth

Sayin’ “I shoulda let the
pilot go