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Well, deep in the forest there lives a green troll And he's got lots of mold on his skull Then he takes walks in the forest at night Then he likes to play the trumpet Damn that's a sight It goes like... And then it goes... Now if you should run into the troll who plays the trumpet Turn around and run like hell in the other direction Because you will be subject to noises like this... And this one From Letras Mania