Madame Guillotine (track 1) Lyrics - Legendary Pink Dots

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. 

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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...) 

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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.