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(Lionetti)

You want to play, well you're going to pay

I think your life is going to end today

Death be not proud for it's your head we will send

It's to the guillotine—to the guillotine, my friend

One quick slice is all that it takes

Let it be the sentence for all your mistakes

We're so sorry, so sorry to see you go

But it's into that basket that your blood will flow

It's to the guillotine—to the guillotine, my friend

It's to the guillotine—to the guillotine, my friend

It's to the guillotine—to the guillotine, my friend

It's to the guillotine—to the guillotine for you, my friend