Brought to us by Adam, this is really funny. Sung to the tune of “Dancing With Myself” by Billy Idol, but with an Ork accent.
On the worlds of Ultramar
Or in the ghoul stars way out far, far
With the Mega Armor and the Power Klaw’s clamour
I’m allyin’ with myself
When there’s no one else in sight
And da kommandos’ sneakin right
Well, dey gonna snik ya in your softy bitz
And I’m allyin’ with myself
Oh ally wiv myself
Oh ally wiv myself
We ain’t gonna lose and ain’t got nothing to prove
And I’m allyin with myself, oh
And I know dat boyz don’t like
To get krumped when wagons fight
I’d get my mega-boss to take all the hits
I’d just ally with myself
So let’s take another Mek
Cause he’s got the bitz to think
And stop my Manz from runnin away
Dat’s why I’m be allyin’ with myself, oh
Oh ally wiv myself
Oh ally wiv myself
We ain’t gonna lose and ain’t got nothing to prove
And I’m allyin with myself, oh oh oh oh
I know ya want a wagon
And maybe anovva wagon
So take a wagon ‘n a wagon ‘n a wagon ‘n a wagon
And ally wiv yourself
Dakka jetz iz da best
More dakka iz da cry-y
So make all da dakka wash over da ‘umies
When you ally wiv yourself
Oh ally wiv yourself
Oh ally wiv yourself
If you want big gunz an’ also some wagons…
If you want a boss fer yer Lootaz or Boyz…
If your seven Deff Dreads need to dreg some ‘eads…
Ally wiv yourself
Ally wiv yourself
Ally wiv yourself
Ally wiv yourself
We’ve played dis game every way it’s played
And we’ve played every army there is
But nothing compares to the glorious joy
Of an ork allying with himself
So let’s krump some panzie git
Or bonk ‘eads wiv a beakie boss
‘Cause ain’t noffin’ stoppin our WAAGH dis time
Cuz we allyin wiv ourselves
Oh ally wiv ourselves
Oh ally wiv ourselves
Bringin’ Mad Doc, Old Zogwort, and Gazzy’s a joke…
We’ve got Triple Warboss wiv Bikes spouting smoke…
And four mobs of boyz in wagonz iz rollin on blokes…
Ally wiv ourselves…
Ally wiv ourselves…
Ally wiv ourselves…