Eraserhead - Queen of Scots

I'm standing on the scaffold
Who's gonna be my victim I get told
My axe will taste blue blood today
The Queen of Scots will have to pay

For conspiring against her majesty
And treason in the highest degree
No more mercy for the upper class
Justice will get her at last

Heads have to roll
Murderers, betrayers...
Of everyone with a goddamned soul

My blade dashes down to the block
Last seconds to live for this Jock
First strike only smashes her head
An encephalic bloodshed

At second strike her head hangs on strings
Blood and marrow are flowing
The third one cuts it off her neck
The deserved end for this insurgent plague

Long live the Queen
Deplorable human being
A spectacle obscene
No one there to keen

Everyone gets what he deserves
For the rebels a strike of a nerve
As a warning for the watching crowd
One last thing before the shroud

I present her head to the raging mob
To prove them I made my job
But a bloody chunk rolls down the scaffold
And it's just a wig I hold

Written by:
Chris Kiefer

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