Lyrics

Guillotine Dreams
Find the rich take off their heads
Chop chop chop chop

The one percent has been standing on our necks too long
Greedy rats at the top of the mast of the sinking ship that they spawned
Convincing us to fight for their scraps and be happy to eat from their crumbs
To them we are just peasants and slaves we’re just war fodder we’re just pawns

1793 Louis Marie
The one percent have been living on our blood too long
Leeches of the world, bleeding us dry, sucking till our hopes are all gone
Implementing rumors and fairy tales to keep us docile to all their wrongs
Laughing from their towers as we slave under their powers watching us die really turns them on
They laughed at Dr Joe