Chop Chop

Roll out the carpet, the red one of course, you idiot!
Adorn the halls with fine ornaments, the best you got
'Cause we're expecting no less of a man than the best one that this world has ever seen
Don't you feel great to be a part of this? Now shut you're trap, don't make another hiss

Chop Chop! Make way for the king
Chop Chop! Go and do His bidding
Chop Chop! More passion if you could
Chop Chop! It's for your own good

Woah! That guy right there just looked at His Majesty
And I can tell, he don't acknowledge His infinite glory
But here's to us and all those mass graves we had them dig, man we pulled off a feat
They'll come in handy in just a few secs as a container for this bloody bastard's head

Chop Chop! Off goes his head now
Chop Chop! What? Someone complained?
Chop Chop! Off go theirs as well
Chop Chop! Justice will prevail

Where would we be without the guidance of His Superiority?
'Cause as it is right now most of us here have no use for what's above their necks

Chop Chop! Off go all their heads now
Chop Chop! All except for mine
Chop Chop! Over to the scaffold
Chop Chop! Hey, get your hands off me!
You got the wrong guy!
I swear by God!
I didn't do noth...



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Writer(s): Johannes Pfister
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