I hope they're correct. My friend typed them, so sorry for typos and the like that I missed
[s]Any errors are hers, not mine![/s]
The Gandalf song
Almost heaven
Old west farthing
Misty mountains
Brandywine River
Life is short there, shorter than four feet
You can always trust a hobbit if he’s got enough to eat
The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door, where it began
Now ever o-on, the road has go-ne
And I must follow if I can
Shadowfax me down to Rohan
Minas Tirith is where I must be go-an
The ring is nasty but I have to know for sure
Got to find the old rolled up scrolls of Isildur
The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door, where it began
Now ever o-on, the road has go-ne
And I must follow if I can
I hear the voices of Sauron they call to me
Saruman advises me to give the drugs away
Sitting on his tower I get the feeling big birds coming soon
We’ll fly away.
Glad to be grey
The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door, where it began
Now ever o-on, the road has go-ne
And I must follow if I can
Joined the company, they’re going to need a seer
To lead them through the dusty caverns of Moria
Found a Balrog down by Balin’s toumb
Wish they’d had a safety net installed in Khazard-dum
The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door, where it began
Now ever o-on, the road has go-ne
And I must follow if I can
One more time now
The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door, where it began
Now ever o-on, the road has go-ne
And I must follow if I can
The Fellowship of the Ring song
If you’re a hobbit and you know it, clap your hands
If you’re Frodo then you wear the golden band
If your Pippin your too vocal, if your Sam you're just a yokel
If you’re Merry and you know it, clap your hands.
If you’re Dwarven and you know it, grab your axe
And give those nasty goblins forty whacks
You can hit ‘em in the groin if you’re Gimli son of Gloin
And you suffer from low-level rage attacks
If you’re Elven and you know it, grab your bow
And you can boldly go where other elves don’t go
If your up in Caradhras, you can bet your Legolas
You’ll be walking on the surface of the snow
If you’re human and you know it, you’ve a horn
Or a broken sword if you’re called Aragorn
When the sword if finished you’ll show it, but if you’ll Boromir you’ll blow it
And you’ll make those orcs with they had not been born
So, if you’re a hobbit and you know it, clap your hands
If you’re Frodo then you wear the golden band
If you’re Pippin your too vocal, if you’re Sam you’re just a yokel
If you’er merry and you know it, clap your hands
The Two Towers song
Nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul,
Nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul,
Nazgul, naz-gul,
I live Barad-dur where I breed orcs for the coming war
Of all the goblins I can use, I don’t pay no union dues
Uh-huh-huh
I made rings for the dwarf and the elf,
Nine for humans and one for myself
uh-huh-huh my ----- means by all means
Lord of the rings
ash nazg dubarduluk,
ash nazg gimbatul
ash nazg thrakardaluk
agh burzum-ishi krimpatul
uh-huh-huh
One ring, well you know that it’s true
Look out Sauron’s got his eye on you
uh-huh-huh my-------- means by all means,
Lord of the rings
Nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul,
Nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul, nazgul,
Nazgul, naz-gul,
(and now the camera flies west, up Orthanc. And there, on the veranda, in his multi –coloured underpants, Saruman of many colours, giving a bit of this. This is the Saruman dance. He learnt it off the orcs. And he gets the second bit)
I live in Isenguard
Saruman’s my calling card
I set into my bald too hard
Now I’ve dug up my own backyard
I work for big red eye,
Say hi to my Uruk-hai
They caught hobbit and you know what that means:
I’ll be lord of the rings
I thought nothing could break my fence,
But I’m domed to get fifty Ents
Now I’ve no home, no food, no sense
I ain’t got no minor-ents
Uh-huh-huh
Ents set my house on fire
So I’ll head north and I’ll scour the shire
Saruman mean by no means
Lord of the rings
Saruman means by no means
Lord of the riinnngggsss.
The Balrog song
I’ve just seen a face
I can’t forget the time or place where we first met
I am a Blrog, he was just a beardless Istari you bet
Ra, ra, ra, ra ra ra
He came into by smoking room
And called me names like flame of Udûn.
I failed to see the joke, I burned his bridge
But then it broke too soon
Ahhhah
Falling, yes I am falling
And Gandalf’s falling along with me
Falling, yes I am falling
And Gandalf’s falling along with me
I got in with my whip
I made the daft old *beep* slip
He grabbed on to my mane and now we’re going down I flame
Bad trip
Ow, ow, ow, ow ow ow
What a palaver,
He beat seven shades of lava out of me
This freefall free for all is sapping all my flammability
Ow, ow, ow, ow ow ow
Falling, yes I am falling
And Gandalf’s falling along with me
Falling, yes I am falling
And Gandalf’s falling along with me
I’ve done some silly things
But that’s the price that evil brings
And though I’m aged old,
I wish someone had told me I had wings
Ow, flap, ow, flap flap ow
Long I fell and he fell too
He tried to tell me what to do
When he said fly you fool,
You see he meant it just for me, not you
Ow, flap ow, flap flap splash
Falling, yes I am falling
And Gandalf’s falling along with me
Falling, yes I am falling
And Gandalf’s falling along with me
Through the caverns too the top of
Caradhras you bet your ass we stopped
That’s not the tiring bit,
It’s having to say “tag you’re it” nonstop
Neah-neh neah, neah neah neah
I could have had him beat,
But somehow he could stand the heat
I could have taken him
Except he had a magic ring, the cheat
ra, ra, ra, ra ra ra
I’ve ranted and I’ve roared
I wish I’d stayed back with my hoard
I thank the evil lords this
wizard doesn’t wield an elven swo-
Ouah! …falling… agh… no matter.. how… I .. try…
… all together now
Falling, yes I am falling
And Gandalf’s falling along with me
Falling, yes I am falling
And Gandalf’s falling along with me
The nazgul song
A lone nazgul went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a horse he road he met eight others on the way
They were bruised to bits at Bruinen, their horses purified
so Sauron gave them tera-saurs, now hear their lonely cry.
Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings
Ghost riders in the sky
They searched the marshes over for the ring was what they craved
They had once been mighty lords of men but now they were depraved
He gave them rings but kept one and pulled off quite a stunt
Hey, it’s a pyramid of vile control.
A bit like Brian Amway
Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings
Ghost riders in the sky
They searched the wide world over and they hunted many lands
But they couldn’t find their zombie ass t’with their skeletal hands
They couldn’t find the hobbits, thought they tried most everything
For Frodo pulled a cunning stunt, and switched on silent ring
Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings
Ghost riders in the sky
The old witch king of Angmar, he led this evil band
They said that he could not be killed by any hand of man
He began to think there might be loopholes in this prophecy
When he couldn’t get insurance for shooting film three
Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings
Ghost riders in the sky
So Sauron paid good money for this military machine
A useless as deck-chairs on a Collins submarine
For they’re bound to ride for ever on those things up in the sky
Searching for their masters ring, now hear their lonesome cry:
(whistle) here hobbit hobbit hobbit. Here hobbit.
Nice apple. Nice apple hobbit. Here hobbit!
Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings
Ghost riders in the sky
Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings
Ghost riders in the sky
The Saruman song
Well I’m a-gonna raise a hoard, I’m a-gonna raise an army
And the people down in Rohan, they will fold like origami
Well I had the king in sorcil, the country it was doomed
Then Gandalf said I shall draw you Saruman as poison is drawn from a wound
Sometime I wonder what I’m a-gonna do,
‘cause there ain’t no cure for the Saruman blues
Well I got this guy called Grima, he’s a slimy trouble maker
As disturbing as a lawyer who’s a pat time undertaker
He was running interference, a walk on the inside
But when Theoden said “aaaah!” he had to change his stride. strides
Sometime I wonder what I’m a-gonna do,
‘cause there aint no cure for the Saruman blues
So I made a massive army out of ten thousand Uruk
But then nothing rhymed with Uruk so I knew that wouldn’t … Uruk (wo-rk)
Well I had to take the fortress, and It should have been took,
But some elves came and helped them, WHO WERN’T EVEN IN THE BOOK
Sometime I wonder what I’m a-gonna do,
‘cause there aint no cure for the Saruman blues
Well Treebeard thinks I’m evil for the slashing and the clearing
But hey, I’m not the one wearing live hobbit earrings
Well I knew the Ents were out there, didn’t think that they would fight
If I had a bit more round up than I might have been alright
Sometime I wonder what I’m a-gonna do,
‘cause there aint no cure for the Saruman blues
Well then Treebeard saw I clear-felled all his little nuts and acorns
He gave out a cry that sounded like a badly wounded fog-horn
And even though the woods were vast and from the moot he made a bee-line
Fifty Ents stepped out to help him from just inside the tree line
Sometime I wonder what I’m a-gonna do,
‘cause there aint no cure for the Saruman blues
So now my army’s dead and Grima’s fled and Isenguard’s an eyesore
I’m gonna take my problems to you-know-who in Mordor
Well I tried to call up Sauron on my Palantir, but a voice said
“I’m sorry, but the dark lord is not here. Beep!”
Sometime I wonder what I’m a-gonna do,
‘cause there aint no cure for the Saruman blues
Sometime I wonder what I’m a-gonna do,
‘cause there aint no cure for the Saruman blues
I love them... they still make me laugh, and I know large sections of it off by heart! 
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