What use are your good intentions?
What good's your alibi?
We're sitting pretty in the shit you took
There's only so much longer
Your time's up, pal
The water's rising but your river's run dry
Heads will roll
What's the need for these stifled confessions?
What's the point of this pageantry?
Clock's ticking and these tired excuses
Won't save your neck
Your time's up, pal
The water's rising but your river's run dry
Heads will roll
Off with your head
We've reached a verdict
And you're better off dead
Off with your head
We've made our minds up
And you're better off dead
Off with your head
Off, off, off with your head
Off with your head
Off, off, off, off, off
You're better off dead
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