The Boxtrolls Song - Mark Orton/Loch Lomond/Sean Patrick Doyle
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 trubshaws
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
