Ann Boleyn she kept a tin Which all her hopes and dreams were in She plans to run away with him forever (Never to be seen again) Leaves a note and starts to choke Can feel the lump that's in her throat It's raining and she leaves her coat in silence We're sorry but we disagree The boy is vermin can't you see? We'll drown his sins in misery And rip him out of history People marching to the drums Everybody's having fun To the sound of love Ugly is the world we're on If I'm right then prove me wrong I'm stunned to find a place we belong Who is your lover? I couldn't tell When hell freezes over? That's when I'll tell Who is your lover? I couldn't tell When will this stop?