Shankill Butchers歌词
歌手:The Decemberists

Shankill Butchers -- The Decemberists
The shankill butchers ride tonight
You'd better shut your windows tight
They're 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 skankill 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...
If you dont mind your mother's words
A wicked wind will blow
Your ribbons from your curls
Everybody moan everybody shake
The skankill butchers wanna catch you
Awake
The shankill butchers on the rise
They're waiting till the dead of night
They're picking at their fingers with their knives
And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs
'Cuz everybod knows...
If you dont mind your mother's words
A wicked wind will blow
Your ribbons from your curls
Everybody moan everybody shake
The skankill butchers wanna catch you
The shankill butchers wanna cut you
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake