Teksty: Voltaire. The Headless Waltz.

as above, so below
place your bet which way the head will roll
made in your image we,
are at least as twisted and mean as thee

for your eyes, what a curious sight
your children have turned on you
and you say you don't sleep well at night
well, we'll take care of that for you

mary antoinette loved the pearls
they'll make a great tourniquet
never did as you should
and you claimed it was all for our very own good

t'was a lie, a magnificent lie
now your subjects have turned on you
and you claim you have lots on your mind
well, we'll take care of that for you

get that damn thing off the neck
i'm the head of the bored
now i'm bored of her head
sharpen up the blade boys
what are you waiting for
here's where we all get ahead
wipe that damn smile off your face
or we'll lop it off clean with our new guillotine
sharpen up the blade boys
what are you waiting for
here's where we all get ahead

all my troubles, all my pain
stems from this thing that you call a brain
be my guest, sever me
from the source of all my agony
what a shame, i've forgotten my name
without the use of my brain
and i bet i'll sleep well tonight
without this head of mine

get that damn thing off my neck
i'm the head of the bored
now i'm bored of my head
sharpen up the blade boys
what are you waiting for
here's where we all get ahead
wipe that damn smile off your face
or we'll lop it off clean with our new guillotine
sharpen up the blade boys
bells are now tolling
soon head will be rolling

please sir, for me sir, won't you see if you see sir?
dear, i dread i seem to have lost my head
i think i left it about, it fell to the ground and i kicked it around
has anyone seen, no need to be mean
my bloody, fat, ugly head

please miss, for me sis, won't you see if you see sis?
it's got black hair, and it's kicking about in the square
i'm really not totally sure, but i think it might have rolled into the store
has anyone seen, no need to be mean
my bloody, fat, ugly head