Do the Pachacuti Horrible Histories (Ft. Alice Lowe, Laurence Rickard, Martha Howe-Douglas & Mathew Baynton)

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[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