Let us raise a glass
To this sodden mass
Join the procession through the streets

The condemned paraded through the town
Shackled, his hands and feet
With sentenced passed
And the taste of death
In every gaping mouth

If the hangman don't work fast
That mob'll help him out

So hail hail to the hangman
A lesser man than we
And if he fucks it up
We'll string him up
Or see him stoned at least

Yes hail hail to the hangman
A precarious way of life
For if he plays it right
Here's another night
The condemned man won't be he

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