Roland was a warrior from the Land of the Midnight Sun With a Thompson gun for hire, fighting to be done The deal was made in Denmark on a dark and stormy day So he set out for Biafra to j oin the bloody fray Through sixty-six and seven they fought the Congo war Fingers on their triggers, knee-deep in gore For days and nights they battled the Bantu to their knees They killed to earn their living and to h elp out the ongolese Roland the Thompson gunner... Roland the Thompson gunner... His comrades fought b eside him - Van Owen and the rest But of all the Thompson g unners Roland was the b est So the CIA dec ided they wanted Roland dead That son-of-a-bitch Van Owen blew off Roland's head Chorus: Harmony: Roland the headless Thompson gunner (Time, time, time A For another peaceful war Norway's bravest son But time stands still for Roland 'Til he evens up the score) They can still s ee his headless b ody s talking through the n ight In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun Roland searched the continent for the man who'd done him i n He found him in Mombassa in a barroom drinking gin Roland aimed his Thompson gun - he didn't say a word But he blew Van Owen's body from there to Johannesburg Roland the headless Thompson gunner... Roland the headless Thompson gunner... Roland the headless Thompson gunner... The eternal Thompson gunner, still wandering through the night Now it's ten years later but he still keeps up the fight In Ireland, in Lebanon, in Palestine and Berkeley Patty Hearst heard the burst of Roland's Thompson gun And bought it