Do the Pachacuti Horrible Histories (Ft. Alice Lowe, Laurence Rickard, Martha Howe-Douglas & Mathew Baynton)
[Verse 1]
I'm Pachacuti, the Incan lord
All other tribes dreaded
My name means "he who shakes the earth"
Not that I'm big-headed
When it comes to claiming nearby lands
I was the type to risk it
But it's how I treat dead enemies
That really took the biscuit
[Chorus]
I drink from their skull (Do the Pachacuti)
Pull out their teeth whole (Do the Pachacuti)
Turn teeth into charms (Do the Pachacuti)
Make flutes out of their arms (Pachacuti!)
[Verse 2]
Once on a hillside, my troops hid
To cause a rival strife
And when they jumped out, it looked like
The ground had come to life
The rocks they are my warriors
I then used to boast
And that little lie helped us win wars
But violence helped the most
I'm Pachacuti, the Incan lord
All other tribes dreaded
My name means "he who shakes the earth"
Not that I'm big-headed
When it comes to claiming nearby lands
I was the type to risk it
But it's how I treat dead enemies
That really took the biscuit
[Chorus]
I drink from their skull (Do the Pachacuti)
Pull out their teeth whole (Do the Pachacuti)
Turn teeth into charms (Do the Pachacuti)
Make flutes out of their arms (Pachacuti!)
[Verse 2]
Once on a hillside, my troops hid
To cause a rival strife
And when they jumped out, it looked like
The ground had come to life
The rocks they are my warriors
I then used to boast
And that little lie helped us win wars
But violence helped the most
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