As above, so below, place your bets

Which way the head will roll

Made in your image we are at least

As twisted and mean as thee

Fore your eyes, what a curious site

Your children have turned on you

And you say, you don't sleep well at night

Well, we'll take care of that for you

Belle Marie Antoinette

"Love the pearls!"

They'll make a great tourniquet

Never did as you should and you claim

It was all for our very own good

Twas a lie, a magnificent lie

Now, your subjects have turned on you

And you claim you had lots on your mind

Well, we'll take care of that for you

Choruses, with the words in parentheses substituting the previous word or phrase:

Chorus: V

Get that (this) damn thing off her (my) neck

I'm the head of the board now I'm bored of her (my) head

Sharpen up the blade boys, what are you waiting for?

Here's where we all get ahead!

Wipe that damn smile off your face

Or we'll lop it off clean with our new guillotine

Sharpen up the blade boys, what are you waiting for?

Here's where we all get ahead!

(Bells are now tolling, soon heads will be rolling)

All my troubles, all my pain

Stems from this thing that you call a "brain"

Be my guest, sever me from the source

Of all my agony

What a shame, I've forgotten my name

Without the use of my brain and

"My, bet I'll sleep well tonight!"

Without this head of mine

Please Sir, for me, Sir

Won't you see if you see, Sir?

Oh dear, I dread

I seem to have lost my head

I think I left it about

It fell to the ground

And I kicked it around

Has anyone seen, no need to be mean

My bloody, fat, ugly head?

Please Miss, for me, Sis

Won't you see if you see, Sis

It's got black hair

And it's kickin' about in the square

I'm really not totally sure but

I think that it might have rolled into the sewer

Has anyone seen, no need to be mean

My bloody, fat, ugly head?