A

[Verse 1]

      B
Charles Windsor, who's at the door?
B
At such an hour, who's at the door?
B
In the back of an old green Cortina
B
You're on your way to the guillotine

[Chorus]

D        E
Here the rabble comes
    A              E
The kind you hoped were dead
        D       E
They've come to chop
   A             E
To chop off your head

[Verse 2]

B
Hundreds of bound big business men
B
Hacks from the sun, military men
B
So many rich men weep in despair
B
On and on into Trafalgar Square

[Chorus]

D        E
Here the rabble comes
    A              E
The kind you hoped were dead
        D       E
They've come to chop
   A             E
To chop off your head

[Bridge]

A                   B
These once peaceful streets
A
The scenes of revenge you had not wished to see
              B
Revenge is so sweet
   A
To those who have never known anything sweet

[Chorus]

D        E
Here the rabble comes
    A              E
The kind you hoped were dead
        D       E
They've come to chop
   A             E
To chop off your head

[Outro]

D  E  A  E  D  E  A  E
D  E  A  E  D  E  A