Let's Kill All The Beautiful People

I am going to bring foreigners against you,
the most ruthless of nations;
they will draw their swords
against your beauty and wisdom
and pierce your shining splendor.
~ Ezekiel 28

Let's kill all the beautiful people
String them up by their beautiful hair
Let's kill all the beautiful people
Have the world to ourselves.
Let's kill all the shiny and gifted
The clever ones that make me feel small
The strong, the brave, the self-assured ones
Let's kill them all.
Sing with me, children!
Let's kill all the beautiful people
String them up by their beautiful hair
Let's kill all the beautiful people
Have the world to ourselves.
Let's kill all the happy, secure ones
The ones who think we've got other skills
The ones who say "But you're beautiful inside"
Let's give them pills.
Let's kill all the beautiful people
String them up by their beautiful hair
Let's kill all the beautiful people
Have the world to ourselves.
Kill and maim and gaily garrote them
The ever-so-humble, the thoughtless, the thin
The ones who want to watch over and help us
Let's do them in.
Everybody sing!
Let's kill all the beautiful people
Men of Harlech!
String them up by their beautiful hair
The Women's Institute!
Let's kill all the beautiful people
Have the world to ourselves.
People of France!
Laissez-nous tuer le beau monde
Pendons-les par leurs beaux cheveux
Aled Jones!
Let's kill all the beautiful people
Have the world to ourselves
All together!
Let's kill all the beautiful people
String them up by their beautiful hair
Everybody in the whole world!
Let's kill all the beautiful people
Have the world to ourselves.