Ah, ah, ah, ah

Aaaahhh

Now, once upon a time, an old man told me a fable

When the piper is gone and the soup is cold on your table

And if the black crow flies to find a new destination

That is the sign

He gives a great big cry and he can swallow up the ocean

With a mighty tongue, he catches flies and the palm of his hand incredible size

One great big eye has to focus in your direction

Now the battle is on, yeah, yeah, yeah

The ogre men are still inside, the two-way mirror mountain

You gotta keep down right out of sight

You can't see in, but they can see out

"Ooh, keep a lookout"

The ogre men are coming out from the two-way mirror mountain

They're running up behind, and they're coming all about

Can't go east, 'cause you gotta go south

Ogre men are going home

The great big fight is over

Bugle blow, let trumpet cry

Ogre battle lives forevermore, oh-oh-oh

Come to ogre battle