Wreck the halls with orcish axes
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Sauron soon will grab your taxes
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Men are dying; Frodo's thinner
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Soon we'll eat him for our dinner
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
God rest ye merry Shire folk, let nthing ye dismay...
Dashing through the Shire, Black Riders on our trail
Frodo's prospects dire, in spite of mithril mail
Ranger's help in Bree speeds us on our way
Oh what fun to hike Mordor, fight orcs and save the
day!
Burning Eye, burning Eye, burning all the way!
Oh what fun trekking Middle Earth and fighting all the
way;
Burning Eye, burning Eye, burning all the way!
Oh what fun trekking Middle Earth and fighting all the
way.