Lyrics Baby's Head Will Roll - The Perfect Trip

Baby's head's gonna roll
Somewhere find it to drub and cry
For whose land

Dead men, dead men roll
Lay down the cog and burn the plan
For whose land

They open the doors
The clingy chains you find yourself
You're not the same

They open the doors
The clingy chains you find yourself
You're not the same

Baby's head will roll
Baby's head will roll

I spy the west
Till city hall set up flames
I'll make up games

I spy the rest
Lay down the cog and burn the plan
For whose land

They open the doors
The clingy chains you find yourself
You're not the same

They open the doors
The clingy chains you find yourself
You're not the same

Baby's head will roll
Baby's head will roll