I know all about you
They call you Mr. T
You are a barber's son
You've got the rope, feel me
You use, you use rope that you believe
Oh, oh, I tell you
Have you made any more pork pies for me?
Hangman, says you make a very nice cup of tea, oh yes you do
Hangman, hangman, waiting for me
Hang that rope from the highest tree
I don't want to beg for mercy
Hangman, hang me, hangman, hang me
I know all about you
They call you, they call you Mr. C
You did a very good job
Oh, you'll go down, you'll go down, go down in history
Baby, baby, I'm telling you
Have you made any more pies for me?
Hangman, says they're very nice, they're very nice for me, oh yes they are nice
Hangman, hangman, waiting for me
Hang that rope from the highest tree
I don't want to beg for mercy
Hangman, hang me, hang me
Oooh
Hey
Hey, why do you keep calling, why do you keep calling
Why do you keep calling me, oooh, why
You'll go down, you'll go down, down and down in history
Baby, baby, I'm telling you, ooooh
You say you're afraid of dying
You say, you're just tired of living, yeah
Now you say you're tired of living
Hangman says he gonna let you go
Now you say you're afraid of dying
Hangman, he says he won't let you go
Hangman, hang me
Hangman, hang me
Hangman, hang me
Hangman
Oh, gonna see me die
Gonna watch me die
Oh, gonna die, gonna die, gonna die, gonna die
Gonna see me, see me die
You gonna come and watch me die
Hey, ooh yeah
Gonna come and watch me die on a Saturday morning
Gonna come and watch me die on a Saturday morning
Please don't let me go, no, please don't let me go
Yeah, oh yeah
(unknown lyric) on a Saturday morning
Please don't let me go, no, please don't let me go, yeah
Oh yeah, oh
You'll die tomorrow
One, two, three, four, yeah, yeah
Oh, let me die, please don't cry, don't cry
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ohhh