The Troll

[Skit]
“Daddy, can I please go play on the bridge with my friends?”
”No, you can’t, son, it is too dangerous”
“Sit down, let me tell you a little story about the one they call”

[Chorus]
The troll!
He lives under the bridge
Staring above with a hunger for kids
The troll!
You’d think doesn’t exist
Till he’s wearing your blood and ya guts on the tip of his trolley pole
So he sits and he waits
In the mist with a blade
And your kids are afraid
But the troll!
Is gonna get ya
The troll!
Is gonna eat you alive (yo)

[Verse 1]
This guy in my class, Ryan was nine and a half
Silent but smart, always had the highеst of marks
He used to ride his bikе to school, along the bicycle path
Besides the park, where the teens would get high in the grass
He’d have to peddle through the spider webs and vines that he passed
His tyre would blast from sharp bar wiring glass
And then he’d walk across the bridge, which was quiet and dark
Butterflies in his heart, Ryan wants to hide but he can’t
Surprised by a laugh, he turns around and see a shadow move
And as soon as he’s about to leave, it grabs his shoes
“Live or die, on the count of three you’ll have to choose”
“I’ve got some candy and there’s bound to be a bag for you”
Ryan ran a few metres and he screamed for help
He seemed to yell for like half an hour, then he just fell
He wakes up to his teachers and police as well
He tells the cops what happened, and then he pees himself

[Chorus]
The troll!
He lives under the bridge
Staring above with a hunger for kids
The troll!
You’d think doesn’t exist
Till he’s wearing your blood and ya guts on the tip of his trolley pole
So he sits and he waits
In the mist with a blade
And your kids are afraid
But the troll!
Is gonna get ya
The troll!
Is gonna eat you alive

[Verse 2]
Her name was Sarah, serenaded with massive threats
‘Cause every day, she was gettin’ wasted and havin’ sex
It manifested in seventh grade, when she had a sesh
Now she’s fifteen and it’s escalated to crack and meth
A scattered mess, but her image was great
Pretty and fake, livin’ in a sinister state
The boys loved it, take her on an innocent date
And it finishes by stickin’ her on the spit with your mate
This is the way that she lived, havin’ men at her feet
Till one night, when her parents were in bed and asleep
She intended to sneak out and meet a friend at the beach
So she goes to cross the bridge at the end of her street
When she gets to the peak, a stranger approaches
He knocks her to the ground and puts a blade to her focus
Rape is his motive, Sarah’s now naked and hopeless
Then he slits her fuckin’ throat incase his face has been noticed

[Chorus]
The troll!
He lives under the bridge
Staring above with a hunger for kids
The troll!
You’d think doesn’t exist
Till he’s wearing your blood and ya guts on the tip of his trolley pole
So he sits and he waits
In the mist with a blade
And your kids are afraid
But the troll!
Is gonna get ya
The troll!
Is gonna eat you alive

[Verse 3]
The head of state was gettin’ favours from Detective Bates
He investigated many cases of suspected rapes
He kept the safe arrests but made at an effective rate
Predators can tend to get away unless they get a trace
September eight, 2006
There was a little boy left lude down at the bridge
Found in a ditch, head bruised, pounded on bricks
Sticks stabbed through his ribs, went through hours of this
Fuckin’ cowardly shit, it left the coppers revolted
Quickly, Detective Bates said, “I promise to solve it”
Then he found a fingerprint that he had got in his folders
Hopped in his Holden, loaded up his Glock and revolvers
Then he waltzes up the suspect’s stairs, and he sneaks
Sees a picture of his little sis, Sarah, asleep
The area’s sweet, discreetly, aware it’s police
The troll shoots him and soon starts tearin’ his cheeks

[Chorus]
The troll!
He lives under the bridge
Staring above with a hunger for kids
The troll!
You’d think doesn’t exist
Till he’s wearing ya blood and ya guts on the tip of his trolley pole
So he sits and he waits
In the mist with a blade
And your kids are afraid
But the troll!
Is gonna get ya
The troll!
Is gonna eat you alive

[Skit]
“So, son, can you tell me what the moral of that story was?”
“Don’t go to the bridge, or the troll will destroy my bum hole”
”That’s right, son, that’s exactly right”