Keep my father in the corner He whispers and cackles to himself The floors are black with soot My brothers all dead And I'm left to clean up the mess Yeah Don't you hear my words? Don't you hear my words? When the sun is low Oh You know You will lose your head Bring me my mother My ancestors and all my friends In the fires of the old ways And on the heads of tyrants I will dance I will dance Na-na-na, na-na-na-naaa Na-na-na, na-na-na-naaa Na-na-na, na-na-na-naaa Na-na-na, na-na-na-naaa Don't you hear my words? Don't you hear my words? When the sun is low Oh You know You will lose your head When the sun is low Oh You know You will lose your head Na-na-na, na-na-na-naaa Na-na-na, na-na-na-naaa When the Sun is low.... Oh
