Socrates

They accused me of writing songs
 I was sentenced to death
 24 hours to live
 So long, my love
 They denied my last appeal
 Offered me a final meal
 24 hours to go
 24 hours to the show
 Health to the tyrant
 Health to the modern state
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 When they tie me to the stake
 What a great event I'll make
 All of the ratings will soar
 High as the war
 And they'll pile on the sticks
 All my books and manuscripts
 All of my letters and I
 Will darken the sky
 But the Sisters of Charity
 Committed them to memory
 And all of the children
 Will sing like seeds on the wind
 Health to the tyrant
 Health to the modern state
 Health to the tower
 Health to the southern gate
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 When I bring my songs to hell
 All the killers and infidels
 Will be spinning around, in flammable gowns
 If you take the tyrant's head
 They put a tyrant in his stead
 No more bloodshed, my friends seek no revenge
 Don't bring flowers to my bed
 I don't need them when I'm dead
 24 hours to go
 24 hours to the show
 Health to the tyrant
 Health to the modern state
 Health to the dollar
 Health to the modern state
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 Health to the tyrant
 Health to his enemies
 Health to the tyrant
 Health to the southern gate