[Intro]
22nd of June, 209 AD
A crowd gathers
Oh, they fuckin' love a good beheading

[Verse 1]
Watch as St. Albans head rolls down the hill
The crowd stood still
Because what they just saw
It petrified them to the core
Ahh, to the core
Ahh

[Pre-Chorus]
As the executioner raised his axe
I swear the saint smiled, I swear the saint smiled
As the executioner raised his axe
I swear the saint smiled, I swear the saint smiled

[Chorus]
Welcome, Verulamium
Cathedral city, all eyes on the saint
Welcome, Verulamium
Cathedral city, all eyes on the saint

[Verse 2]
Our city with its beautiful history
Is being diluted
But we will not let go!
No we won't
Now get a grip on your roots, boy
Don't let go
But we will not let go!

[Pre-Chorus]
As the executioner raised his axe
I swear the saint smiled, I swear the saint smiled
As the executioner raised his axe
I swear the saint smiled, I swear the saint smiled

[Chorus]
Welcome, Verulamium
Cathedral city, all eyes on the saint
Welcome, Verulamium
Cathedral city, all eyes on the saint

[Post-Chorus]
And it's cold outside
And it's cold outside
And it's cold outside
And it's cold outside

[Bridge]
As the executioner swung his wedge
His eyes popped right out his fuckin' head
Then when he should see the ancient moment
The making of the first British martyr
British martyr
[Interlude]
Here lies truth, where I stand
Here lies truth, where I stand
Here lies truth, where I stand
Here lies truth, where I stand

[Outro]
So where St. Alban's head
Laid to rest, after the kill
Fresh water sprung up from the ground
At the bottom of what's now
Holywell Hill
Holywell Hill