Текст песни Madame Guillotine

She washed her hands 300 times
But still they're dripping red.
We caught her in the pauper's pit,
She stole the prince's head...
Cursing 'blasphemy'...
O mercy me...
He staggered like a chicken.

They lynched him;
They left him flinching.
Running scared...
Took their seats...they kept on knitting.

God bless the noble savage
As he swaggers
As he sweats
He's making bets on who is next-
He don't care about the colour...

So many here to choose from...

(First they rounded up the reds
But I'm not red so...

Then they rounded up the blacks
But I'm not black so...

Then they rounded up the gypsies
And the junkies and donkeys.

Now I'm scared to whistle 'swanee'
'Cause they'll ask me for my spit...)

It's the garden that we walk in
And it's dying...so we cut it down.
We're drowning now.
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We all fall down.
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
All fall down...
All fall down...
All fall down...

It's the garden that we walk in
And it's dying...so we cut it down.
We're drowning now.
There's no way out.
We all fall down.
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
All fall down...
All fall down...
All fall down...

It's the garden that we walk in
And it's dying...so we cut it down.
We're drowning now.
There's no way out.
We all fall down.
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
All fall down...
All fall down...
All fall down...