Echo & The Bunnymen - Heads Will Roll (summer version) lyrics

Partly politic Heads will roll Mostly politic God must call Till the winning hand does belong to me What if no one's calling God then must be falling If I ever met you In a private place I would stare you You into the ground That's how I'd articulate The value of my face The value on my face What if no one's calling God then must be falling What if no one's calling God then must be falling What if no one's calling God then must be falling What if no one's calling God then must be falling