Hail the Hangman

If I cut off my head
Maybe then I'd be welcome anywhere
And I kiss my girlfriend's nose
Bless the stone punching holes right through my wall

Skulls drink the cups
Skulls drink the cups
Skulls drink the cups
Skulls drink the cups

And from what I can not tell
I was dormed with a soul that was not there
I shall fall in the sink and start to crow
And I'll be looking at the girls I know

I'll cut it off
I'll cut it off
I'll cut it off