Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shankill Butchers , by - The Decemberists. Song from the album The Crane Wife, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 08.12.2016
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Shankill Butchers |
| The Shankill butchers ride tonight |
| You better shut your windows tight |
| Theyre sharpening their cleavers and their knives |
| And taking all their whisky by the pint |
| Cuz everybody knows |
| If you dont mind your mother’s words |
| A wicked wind will blow |
| Your ribbons from your curls |
| Everybody moan everybody shake |
| The shankill butchers wanna catch you |
| Awake |
| They used to be just like me and you |
| They used to be sweet little boys |
| But something went horribly askew |
| Now killing is their only source of joy |
| Cuz everybodys knows… |
| (repeat) |
| The shankill butchers on the rise |
| Theyre waiting till the dead of night |
| Theyre picking at their fingers with their knives |
| And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs |
| Cuz everybod knows… |
| (repeat) |
| The shankill butchers wanna kill you |
| The shankill butchers wanna cut you |
| The shankill butchers wanna catch you |
| Awake |
| Awake |
| Awake |
| Awake |