Jonathan Groff - The Ballad of Flemmingrad Lyrics

Every December we all gather round
To pay our respects to a troll so renowned
In remembrance of the friend we had
A jolly old soul we called Flemmingrad

We all dig deep down and we uproot the past
We shove up it's nostril a fistful of grass
We shape his likeness, bless his soul
Oh, Flemmy the fungus troll