From the Floating Log at Frogmorton
Ever since I was Olorin,
I've worn the Ring of Fire.
From Mirkwood down to Rohan
From Gondor to the Shire.
But I ain't seen nothing this bad
Since Denethor’s funeral pyre...
This Mouth of Sauron
Sure is a bald-faced liar!
He shows me a short sword,
And Frodo’s mithril vest.
Imagine Sam and Frodo
In some foul orc-nest!
He looks for a reaction,
And Pippin gives him one.
That Mouth of Sauron
Is riding a horse on fire!
Am I a has-been wizard
Or is this just a test?
A washed-up wizard,
But wait! I see a twist!
Who does he think he’s fooling? Not Gandalf!
What makes him so sure?
He ain't got the main attraction
‘Cause if Sauron had the Ring,
Wouldn’t stand here yakkin’
Playing us along.
It would all be over,
Sauron would have it all...
That Mouth of Sauron
Sure is a bald-faced liar!
I thought I was
About to buy the farm
But now I see that
He can’t do any harm!
Blinded by his ambition
He wants Isengard.
Well, where’s Bilbo’s old Sting,
The mate of my Glamdring?
He's not caught those crafty hobbits
Hasn’t got a clue
That Mouth of Sauron
Sure is a bald-faced liar!