Yep, Beer Maids of Valhalla was written by me, Kathi McKenzie. Here's the lyrics:
Words and music by Kathi McKenzie


BEER MAIDS OF VALHALLA


Oh you Grim Reaper don't come for me
I'm off to the heavens with fine company
To a great hall with timbers that sparkle and shine
With endless entertainment, good food, beer and wine
And when we come back, we'll be high as can be
With a whole herd of Vikings, well how can that be?
'Cause we are the Valkyries, goddess of the skies
And if you wanna be my boyfriend, then you've gotta die

        With swords held high, you can hear us cry
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla, yaaaaaaaa haaaaaaa

To be a Beer Maid in Valhalla, ah that would be swell
Lots of eating, lots of drinking, beats the pants off of hell
All those warriors with muscles that ripple when they drink
Great kings and princes, they don't have to think
We don't choose for valor like you have been told
We just choose the cute ones that have lots of gold

With swords held high, you can hear us cry
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla, yaaaaaaaa haaaaaaa
        
We never get tired, we play and we drink
We drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
Sometimes we wrestle and rip off our clothes
I pull on your hair and you bloody my nose
We play games like stickball and run through the halls
We knock people over and get kicked in the....
Broken arms broken shoulders broken legs broken heads
Broken ears broken toes, but it doesn't matter, we're dead............

With swords held high, you can hear us cry
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla, yaaaaaaaa haaaaaaa
        

My best guy is Thor and he's really big.
He drinks like a fish and he eats like a pig.
When he belches the timbers all tremble and shake.
And when he has gas, it's like an earthquake.

With swords held high, you can hear us cry
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla, yaaaaaaaa haaaaaaa

So don't tell me about heaven or the afterlife
No harpist on the clouds no saviors' wife
Won't bow down to Buddha, Vishnu or Allah
I've got my salvation; I'm a beer maid in Valhalla

With swords held high, you can hear us cry
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla
        Beer Maids of Valhalla, yaaaaaaaa haaaaaaa