St. Ivan’s Day School

Before the choir master drank himself to death

He used to love to entertain us with a song

And you never would have guessed that he was horribly depressed

For when he'd sing

It didn't seem a thing was wrong

Singing hey

Ho

The heads will roll

Hey

Ho

Heads will roll

Death will come and take my song

How the heads will roll

I see the guidance counselor for our yearly tough talk

And he used his hand to hide his crooked teeth

He said a day will come along when you will find where you belong

And pray to god it isn't here with me

Singing hey

Ho

The heads will roll

Hey

Ho

Heads will roll

Death will come and take my song

How the heads will roll

Hey

Ho

The heads will roll

Hey

Ho

Heads will roll

Death will come and take my song

How the heads will roll

Seventeen years later

I was walking home one day

There was a man sitting

Shaking

In the rain

White as a sheet and missing all his teeth

He looked so bad

I really can't explain

I think his name was tim

He used to beat me up in gym

And I asked if he remembered me

'Cause I remembered him

And I pulled him to his feet

And I kissed him on the cheek

And arm in arm

We struck up this refrain：

Singing hey

Ho

The heads will roll

Hey

Ho

Heads will roll

Death will come and take my song

How the heads will—

Hey

Ho

The heads will roll

Hey

Ho

Heads will roll

Death will come and take my song

How the heads will—

Hey

Ho

The heads will roll

Hey

Ho

The heads will roll

Death will come and take my song

How the heads will roll