Headhunters, headshrinkers and long [bad word] Dust gathers on momentos, dust gathers on proud moments
Young voices grow thick and old
The cheers are distant wearing thin

Take it to the wall
To be hung on the wall
To be viewed by all
tribute in the grand hall

Yes they're locked away or polished everyday
For the maintenance man in the back of a van
Oh, young voices grow thick and old
The cheers are distant wearing thin

Take it to the wall
To be hung on the wall
To be viewed by all
tribute in the grand hall [bad word] 

Oh bring yourselves out from the showcase parties
But you've been shut away too long, you've been shut away too long
Frightened faces in the rain, misplaced features lost down the drain
Oh wash away and start again

To be, to be hung on the wall
To be viewed by all
tribute in the grand hall
Take it to the wall