Down in the basement in the house with the police outside
There's something secret hidden away.
In various crates in a paralyzed state.
Are the heads for the mood of the day
There's one full of piety and one for anxiety
And one for when we're heading for war
And one for the masses and the privileged classes
And one that does nothing at all.
The replaceable heads are for the government leaders
Who always seem to change their politics.
Like the head for the nation doesn't deal with immigration
'Cause patriots and riots don't mix.
When the head for the day says "I'll do it this way."
Remember the replaceable head.
'Cause when they get elected their decisions are rejected
Completely contradicting what they said.
So don't trust the politicians.
They don't make their own decisions.
'Cause they haven't got their heads screwed on.
For everything that's said it's just another head
And a politician's words can be replaced.
But then maybe I am wrong, I mean this is just a song
Is it just that politicians are two-faced?