Simon Bookish - O Guillotine lyrics

Tobias Schmidt, though you'd never admit The jacks became clubs in your time and now Tobias Schmidt, though you're not to blame for it Your Harpsichord strings took the heads of kings O Guillotine Tobias Schmidt, witness to none of this Vengeful, lives were sold: your transaction in gold Tobias Schmidt, prepare the photofit Bow down Africa's slave, bow down Europe's knave O Guillotine