Some of these songs are for monsters in general, and some are for hobgoblins specifically. Unattributed songs are by me.
Battle Hymn of Evil tto: Battle Hymn of the Republic
by Abby Friedman
My eyes have seen the coming of the frightening �dactyl bird (formerly "Lindsey bird")
They have seen the hunters running when its fearsome cry they heard.
They have seen the corpses piled up where the gruesome deaths occurred.
And evil reigns supreme.
Gory, gory orcs and goblins.
Gory, gory orcs and goblins.
Gory, gory orcs and goblins.
And evil reigns supreme.
Come, Friends, Who Kill Hunters tto: Come, Friends, Who Plough the Seas (Pirates of Penzance)
Come, friends, who kill hunters,
Give �em a good bash,
Kill �em with a slash;
Let's vary hunter stew
With a hunter barbeque!
Heart of the 'Dactyl tto: Eye of the Tiger
with the help of Amy' Marinello
It's the heart of the �dactyl,
It's the prize of the fight.
The �dactyls with threaten your survival.
If you want retribution,
Go against its great might.
You can give up your life for the heart of the �dactyl.
Hobgoblins tto: Yismechu V'mal'chut'cha
Hob-gob-lins kill off all the hunters.
Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter viciously
And feed them to the �dactyls.
Hobgoblins March tto: When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again
by BC Phillips
The Hobgoblins march in dark of night
Hoorah! Hoorah!
We can split your skull and well we might
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The Orcs run scared when us they see
The bravest of hunters will surely flee
And the whole world shakes with
the wrath of Hobgoblin might!
The Hobgoblins laugh and spit on Orcs
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The Hunters we take and roast on forks
Hoorah! Hoorah!
So come with your shields
And come with your swords
The Hobgoblins roam in lusty hordes
And we like to munch on
crunchy human bones!
Your organs and cartilage taste divine
Your blood makes fine Hobgoblin wine
And we'll keep on marching
Bringing you death and gore!
HUNTER tto: COFFEE
H-U-N-T-E-R, don't eat too much hunter.
Not for orcs is this tasty human treat,
Though nutritious and an easy source of meat.
Far too tough are their skins:
Leave them to hobgoblins.
I have a song to sing, O! tto: I have a song to sing, O! (Yeoman of the Guard)
I have a song to sing, O!
Sing me your song, O! (sung by another person)
It is sung to the cries
As a hunter dies
When he falls on my sword just wrong, O!
It's the song of a hobgoblin, big and proud,
Who loves to kill, and who laughs aloud
At the moan of the hunters, dying here,
Who've been run through or whose flesh was seared,
Whose lives are o'er and who'll fight no more,
As they die at the feet of a �dactyl.
I'm a Hobgoblin tto: I'm a Lumberjack
with the help of Amy' Marinello
I'm a hobgoblin and I'm ok.
I hunt all night and I sleep all day.
I eat hunters,
I wear all black,
A trash bag and a sword.
I like to go out hunting,
And travel in a horde.
Pterodactyl tto: Frere Jaques
by Ben Newman?
Pterodactyl, Pterodactyl,
Bird of prey! Bird of prey!
Massacre the hunters! Massacre the hunters!
Kill and slay. Kill and slay.
Pterodactyl tto: Yankee Doodle
by Amy' Marinello
Pterodactyl with great wings,
And spitting deadly venom,
Flying through the darkened night,
And bringing Armageddon.
Pterodactyl, bird of prey,
Pterodactyl, vicious,
Kill off all the hunters now,
They're tender and delicious.
The Hunters tto: Sir Robin (Monty Python)
by BC Phillips
Bravely bold the Hunters came forth from Parrish Hall.
They were not afraid to die, O stupid Hunters!
They were not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways,
Brave, brave, bravely stupid Hunters!
They were not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have their eyes gouged out and their elbows broken,
To have their kneecaps split and their bodies burned away
And their limbs all hacked and mangled, stupid Hunters!
