Byron the TrollE

Byron the TrollE
He lives in a hole
Under a bridge
He's got 12 kids
That he feeds off of scraps
Dumpster diving perhaps
Is not the best way
To spend your fucking day
Byron the TrollE moved on out of his shanty
'Cause Christian morals from a negative Nancy
Wouldn't work on him
So now he could begin
Living the life of...

BYRON THE TROLLE
BYRON THE TROLLE
BYRON THE TROLLE
BYRON THE TROLLE

With space eel teeth
He'll burrow beneath
The systems cracks
Just farm some flax
For room and board
He's widely adored
Not just for his cock
But also his blue grass folk punk rock
Byron the TrollE moved on out of his shanty
'Cause Christian morals from a negative Nancy
Wouldn't work on him
So now he could begin
Living the life of...

BYRON THE TROLLE
BYRON THE TROLLE
BYRON THE TROLLE
BYRON THE TROLLE

So when it's your turn to move on out of your shanty
'Cause of Christian morals from a brain washed Nazi
Take a hint from him
It's your turn to begin
Living the life of...

BYRON THE TROLLE
BYRON THE TROLLE
BYRON THE TROLLE
BYRON THE TROLLE