the monster walked out of the garden brushed the dust off his shoulders and straightened his tie took a hat from the rack (he wore hats) took a name and headed east he said i'm gonna ruin this place he said i'm gonna ruin these people he said i know i can do it he sang the executioner's song
he landed a job in the city he sold things he sold TV's & CD's & fast cars & film stars cocaine & word games & limited editions he sold images & information he sold arms & ammunition and almost everybody loved him and almost everyone believed him
they sang the executioner's song
the people were dyin' for love the people were cryin' out for love and when the people are dyin' the people start buyin'
i faced him down in a mansion in brentwood i said no, and i called the police i blew up the blue idol stole his song and i rewrote the theme i made it a song about freedom i made it a song about peace i started to sing it in public and found out some people agreed