I heard it from the gallows,

The whispers of the saints,

Then we dropped the ladders

And let them wait.

A few days passed

And the first shed a tear,

That's all we needed

For it to begin dear.

One by one,

They drop like lies,

Basking in the glow

Of the blood of ties.

Hang em' High!

Hang em' High!

I wanna watch their eyes roll back;

It's a regular town parade;

We sit in our suburbia;

The houses rich and brisk.

Smiling now and watching them;

We begin the soulful feast!

Hang em' High!

Hang em' High!

I wanna watch their eyes roll back;

It's a regular town parade;