Meanwhile, in the main square in Prussia, the state of the revolution was taking another turn for the worst. A crowd of townspeople had gathered to witness the hanging of Wilsons accountant, Mr. Palmer. It seemed that Palmer had been a revolutionary himself and had been extorting Wilsons money to fund the revolution. Palmer stood on the scaffold with Wilson and the AC/DC Bag, an electrified robot-hangman with a black bag over his head. Wilson seemed pleased as he began to speak
Mr. Palmer is concerned with the thousand dollar question
Just like Roger, hes a crazy little kid
Ive got the time if youve got the inclination
So cheer up Palmer, youll soon be dead
The noose is hanging, at least you wont die wondering
Sit up and take notice Tell it like it is
If I were near you I wouldnt be far from you
Ive got a feeling you know what you did
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
DC Bag
Time to put your money where your mouth is
Put em in a field and let em fight it out
Im running so fast my feet dont touch the ground
Im a stranger here Im going down
Lets get down to the nitty gritty
Lets get this show on the road
Ill show you mine if you show me yours
Im breathing hard, open the door
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
DC Bag
Brain dead, and made of money
No future at all
Pull down the blinds and run for cover
No future at all
Who wouldve thought it, thats where I am
No future at all
Dont sweat it, thats where I am
Whoa, carry me down, down, down, down