Hides under a bridge,    Where he can t be seen.   Huddled under a bankside,   Staring into a stream.   Wanna cross this bridge,   Well better be aware.    There is a brown hairy troll,   Gonna give you a scare.       Yea, I'm the troll,   This is my bridge,    Go turn around,    Back through the ridge.   Yea, I 'm the troll,    Don t you even dare,    Yea, I'm the troll,    Gonna get you there,       Monster from beneath.    Bastard of grief,   Such a sad sigh,   Does he wanna die?   In a mind of fear,   The troll lives in my mind.   I must forget this fear of regret.       The Troll    The Troll   The Troll      The Troll will charge a toll,   That is, your life,   So this is it,   You better think Twice,    Don't cross the bridge,   Where he lives.   But, its too late    Cause here he is,