This thing, the ring, I just, can’t handle it.
This thing, the ring, I must not get drawn to it.
I ain’t ready.
Crazy little thing this ring.
This thing (this thing), the ring (the ring),
It cries (to its master),
On its chain all night.
It swings (Woo-oo),
It lies (Woo-oo).
It’s as slippery as one of Gollum’s fish.
I don’t like it.
Crazy little thing this ring.

There goes my sanity,
This ring it’s takin’ its toll.
It drives me crazy,
The Morgul blade gave me a fever,
The ring gives me cold, cold sweat.

I can’t be cool, or relax, it’s not hip,
I’m getting’ off my track.
I don’t get a seat, I just hike,
Bearing this burden, fighting for my life.
I won’t be ready.
For this crazy little thing this ring.

I can’t be cool, or relax, it’s not hip,
I’m getting’ off my track.
I don’t get a seat, I just hike,
Bearing this burden, fighting for my life.
I won’t be ready.
For this crazy little thing this ring.

This thing, the ring, I just, can’t handle it,
This thing, the ring, I must not get drawn to it.
I ain’t ready.
Crazy little thing this ring.
Crazy little thing this ring.
Crazy little thing this ring.
Crazy little thing this ring.
Crazy little thing this ring.
Crazy little thing this ring.
Crazy little thing this ring.
Crazy little thing this ring.