Lyrics The Boxtrolls Song - Mark Orton, Loch Lomond, Sean Patrick Doyle

The Boxtrolls Song

Ten years ago a plot was hatched
Where evil was with cunning matched
Whoever left their doors unlatched
Would find their infant children snatched
By boxtrolls
Ooh, no, boxtrolls!
Trubshaw Senior loved his kid
The same as regular fathers did
If you don’t want to share his plight
Make sure that you are locked up tight
From boxtrolls
For this night baby’s dad Trubshaw
Quite forgot to lock the door
And as soon as he began to snore
The boxtrolls came in to withdraw
Poor baby!
Those vile boxtrolls!
So lock your windows, bolt your doors
Or boxtrolls with their creepy claws
Will take your children in their paws
And drag them down to feed their jaws
Boxtrolls!
Mr. Trubshaw went quite wild
When he found out he’d lost his child
He did what any dad would do
He ran off swiftly to pursue
Those boxtrolls!
«Help, help, help me, please, won’t you?»
But the boxtrolls did what boxtrolls do
They snatched him up and began to chew
Until there was no residue
Of Trubshaw
They pulled him down into their nest
Hardly pausing to digest
They left his bones but ate the rest
Never be a dinner guest
Of boxtrolls
Oh, those boxtrolls!
So that’s the story of the Trubshaw kid
Don’t do what Father Trubshaw did
If you see boxtrolls don’t placate them
Catch them and exterminate
The boxtrolls!
Kill those boxtrolls!
Kill those boxtrolls!
Kill those boxtrolls!