Robespierre Lyrics

Left-wing bourgeoisie
With ideas of virtuous self
Watch out for the bloodthirsty man
Who stands alone out in the rain
With rivalries thick, it divided the prize
You're hungry for more just like Robespierre
Thirty voices, thirty bribes
Thirty reasons to apologize
When you think that you're a patriot
Someone else thinks you're Robespierre

Blood of the saboteur
Bribes from the messenger
Walk, walk right into it
It chokes him
Fatal truth, the immaculate whim
Makes a speech on being skinned alive
One, two, fifteen rounds down in the fight
Limping back with jawbone bruised and disgraced