Dance of the Headless Bourgeoisie by Nomeansno
Dance of the Headless Bourgeoisie by Nomeansno

Dance of the Headless Bourgeoisie

Nomeansno * Track #5 On Dance of the Headless Bourgeoisie

Dance of the Headless Bourgeoisie Lyrics

Listen man, never mind who this is
We've got your wife
Yeah, your better half, your partner in life
You'll find her Volvo abandoned at the mall
Her credit cards are in the trunk
We don't want that junk!
We want the money, and we want it in cash
Cause there are ten sticks of dynamite
Stuck together with duct tape
They're wrapped around her new perm
Strapped around her little face
So don't do anything funny, man
Don't do anything smart, or we'll
Blow up her head
We'll blow up her head!
We'll blow up her head!
We'll blow her fuckin head off!

Listen man, we've got your son
Yeah, your one and only heir
The scion of your loins the, chosen one
We picked him up off the playing field
You'll get his short pants by priority mail
We need some cash to finance our political aims
Put it in your work-out bag and leave it at the gym
Cause there are ten sticks of dynamite
Stuck together with duct tape
They're wrapped around his little skull
Just to stop the constant sniveling
And it we don't hear from you by tomorrow, we'II
Blow up his head
We'll blow up his head!
We'll blow up his head!
We'll blow his fuckin head off!

We've got your daughter, that's right
Daddy's little girl, the light of your life
And all we want is every penny that you've saved
Empty out your retirement fund and put it in an old suitcase
How do you know we've got her?
We'II send you her little pinkie
You can shove it up your ass, and call it stinky!
Cause there are ten sticks of dynamite
Wrapped around her golden locks
And only you have the power to make this stop
And if we don't get everything that we want, we'II
Blow up her head
We'll blow up her head!
We'll blow up her head!
We'll blow her fuckin head off!

(Uh oh)

Forget it man
We're coming after you
We have no political beliefs
We don't want your fucking money
There's just one thing that motivates us
We hate your fucking guts
There are ten sticks of dynamite waiting for you
They'll cover your eyes
They'll muffle your ears
They'll shut your fucking mouth!
They'll shut your fucking mouth!
They'll shut your fucking mouth! They'll
Blow up your head!
They'll blow up your head!
They'll blow up your head!
They'll blow your fucking head off!

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