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22nd of june 209 ad a crowd gathers
ahh they fuc**** love a good beheading
And as St. albans head rolled down the hill
the crowd stood still
because what they just saw
it petrified them to the core
ahh to the core ahhh
as the executioner raised his axe
i swear the saint smiled
i swear the saint smiled
as the executioner raised his axe
i swear the saint smiled
i swear the saint smiled
In the first millennium
cathedral city all eyes on the saint
In the first millennium
cathedral city all eyes on the saint
our city with it's beutiful history
is being deleted
but we will not let go
no we won't
now get a grip on your roots boy
don't let go
but we will not let go
ahhhhhhhhhhh
as the executioner raised his axe
i swear the saint smiled
i swear the saint smiled
as the executioner raised his axe
i swear the saint smiled
i swear the saint smiled
In the first millennium
cathedral city all eyes on the saint
In the first millennium
cathedral city all eyes on the saint
And it's cold outside
And it's cold outside
And it's cold outside
And it's cold outside
As the executioner swung his wedge
His eyes popped right out his fuc**** head
Not reading to see the ancient moment
The making of the first
British martyr
British martyr
Here lies truth where I stand
Here lies truth where i stand
Here lies truth where i stand
Here lies truth where I stand
So where St. albans head
came to rest after the kill
fresh water spurt up from the ground
at the bottom of what is now
Hollywell hill
Hollywell hill
