That's enough! Off with their heads!

Oh, they're going to lose their heads

Neither shall they shave their heads, nor allow their locks to grow long they shall only cut off the hair of their heads.

Neither shall they shave their heads, nor suffer their locks to grow long they shall only poll their heads.

Their heads are... full of mushed up misery.

Their heads, or yours!

And the blue hoods helped us with two things one, we could easily erase their heads and we also put tracking markers on their heads so we could recreate the camera motion and the lens optics from the set.

And the people can hold their heads up high.

It's a way of getting their head to meetings.

When I separate their bodies from their heads Wait! What?

Frenchies over here to save their heads and skins.

They're going to lose their heads For painting the roses red

It's a way of getting their head to meetings.

There are iron maces for them .

And for them are rods of iron .

for them await hooked iron rods

And for them shall be maces of iron .

And for them are hooked rods of iron ( to punish them ) .

And they will have maces of iron .

There shall be maces of iron to lash them .

And for them are hooked rods of iron .

and there will be clubs of iron for them .

for them are hooked rods of iron .

And for striking them are maces of iron .

They will be subdued by iron rods .

And for them are whips of iron .

There will be maces of iron for them

In addition there will be maces of iron ( to punish ) them .

It would set 'em clean off their heads.

They fought back the battalions as soon as they came

Anything but inspect this temple of capitalism.

It's a way of getting their head to meetings. (Laughter)

As far as I can tell, they are simply burying their heads in the sand.

Those who passed by blasphemed him, wagging their heads,

And they that passed by reviled him, wagging their heads,

With huge bounties on their heads, a class of hunters has emerged, Bounty Hunters.

like it's going to fall out of their heads.

It's the change of altitude. The blood rushes to their head.

I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.

I became also a reproach unto them when they looked upon me they shaked their heads.

In Nigeria, people carry their most precious belongings on their heads.

I remember everyone kind of scratching their heads at that.

We fired volleys over their heads, they ran like rabbits.

If anything was driven to their big bright skulls it was by beating them!

They'll shoot until you're on top of them. Then they run out.