Skyclad - On With Their Heads! lyrics

Here's just a few of the changes I'll make when mankind appoints me king of Planet Earth So pa** me my crown (my scepter and gown) Hear the first proclamation of Martin the I Leaders who lied so that innocents died pretending to cry, they beg for One's pardon Protest? (well they might) - when imapaled on spikes on the grounds that surround Buckingham palace garden If there is a world left for the meek to inherit, these ba*tards would bomb it the moment they get it Bogged down in a mire - lost all sight of their goals thought they gained the whole world - they've forsaken their souls "On with their heads!",I'm the clown prince of fools "if you don't get the joke it's your loss" Love and laughter you see are the new currency 'cause greed's coinage is not worth a toss Preachers who teach us that god loves his children instruct us to pray - and then prey on our kids They'll not squeal with glee as the answer to me placed in coffins of offal - I'll anil down their lids There's still plenty of poisonous fish in the sea rich with more complexes than vitamine B If trawling for a**holes you'll net a fine catch with skulls full of saw dust (well I've got the match!) "On with their heads!",hear my royal decree "shut your mouth" - "it could open your mind" What a chance there would be if someday we could see one-eyed man in this land of the blind "On with their heads!" now my word is the law and your ignorant bliss is high treason when the "thought-police" call for you, they will have a ball cause the wise don't get mad they get even "On with their heads!",I'm the clown prince of fools "if you don't get the joke it's your loss" Love and laughter you see are the new currency 'cause greed's coinage is not worth a toss Crack-pot patricians - fascist politicians wheelers and dealers - big-shot money makers Ma** redundancy down the frawd factory now notice has been served on all liberty-takers Those still unaware that a new age must dawn, shall wake with their necks on the block come the morn On my ferry to Styx everyone pays the toll it's time to rock the boat - empty heads start to roll "On with their heads!",hear my royal decree "shut your mouth" - "it could open your mind" What a chance there would be if someday we could see one-eyed man in this land of the blind "On with their heads!" now my word is the law and your ignorant bliss is high treason when the "thought-police" call for you, they will have a ball cause the wise don't get mad they get even