The One Ring makes you larger
And the One Ring makes you small
And the mushrooms Maggot gave you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Frodo
He's just three feet tall.

There you go chased by Ring-wraiths
And you know you're going to fade
If you don't make it past the river
You're nothing but a shade
Ask Frodo
What's the price that's paid.

When people in the Council
Get up and tell you were to go
They give some kind of Fellowship
But your mind is moving slow
Go ask Frodo
I think he'll know

When the road that leads to Mordor
Finally lets you in
And the One Ring's talking Elvish
And it looks like it's gonna win
Remember what Lord Elrond said
"Cast it in!
Cast it in!
Cast it in!"