Part I
You had your chance to get away
You probably could have paid
But now, here we come, wherever you run
We’ll end this masquerade
You could hear when we begged for mercy for our families
Your heart knew it was wrong
It’s sad justice, it had to be this way
We waited so long, so so long
Part 2
What have you got in your basket, fair maid of the guillotine?
What have you got in your basket, fair maid of the guillotine?
We’ll trade the heads of rich men for our freedom, the cut is clean
We’ll trade the heads of rich men for our freedom, the cut is clean
Part 3
We don’t have to take this shit no more, we don’t have to listen to you
We finally settled the score, now our world is a brighter hue
So let’s get down, down to what feels good
Grooving on their graves, can’t be misunderstood
So let’s get down, down to what feels good
Dancing on their graves, can’t be misunderstood
So let’s get down, down to what feels good
Grooving on their graves, can’t be misunderstood