Average Barbarian Girl

Описание: A song for Freija, the barbarian girl. She probably wouldn't call herself that, though. And you probably shouldn't, either. Lyrics by me, vocals and instrumentals by Suno.

Lyrics:

I'm just your average girl, finding my way in this strange new world.
Smashing faces, spilling booze, braiding hair and shopping for shoes.

I like lipstick, and pottery, and feathers in my hair.
I like painting my fingernails, and hitting drunkards with a chair.

Don't let my scary presence fool you,
I can be a bit intense.

If you're kind, I won't invert you, and throw you through a fence.

Though my axe is big and heavy, I'll give you some advice.

Once you get to know me, I'm really very nice.
I like butterflies and flowers, just like any other chick.

But if you double-cross me, I might rip off some [pause] stuff.

So if you see me out there, please don't be afraid.
I won't feast on your organs, unless you're trying to get laid.
If you just wanna make a friend in this crazy world out there.
I might just drink a brew with you, paint your nails and braid your hair.

You prob’ly can't out-drink me, but I'd encourage you to try.
Your strength cannot impress me,
I only like nice guys.

And if you want to fight me, I would tell you “go ahead”.
But it wouldn't be my first advice, if you want to keep your head.

I like kitty-cats and bunnies, and taverns filled with song.
Don't make me break your limbs off, and put ‘em back where they don't belong.

Though my axe is big and heavy, I'll give you some advice.
Once you get to know me, I'm really very nice.
I like butterflies and flowers, just like any other chick.
But if you double-cross me, I might rip off [pause] some stuff.

Mama says my dad is Odin, sometimes she says Krom too
But my daddy issues tell me, that maybe that ain’t true.

I think I'm just an average gal, not a demigod.
I hope Daddy was an average guy, and she didn't filet that poor sod.

I’m a lover and a hugger, I might sometimes brush your hair.
Don't tease about my chain mail, it's not underwear, I swear.

I like kitty-cats and bunnies, and taverns filled with song.
Don't make me break your limbs off, and put ‘em back where they don't belong.