Shankill Butchers 歌词

	作曲 : Meloy
	Two, three, four...
	The shankill butchers ride tonight
	You better shut your windows tight
	They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives
	And taking all their whiskey by the pint '
	Cause everybody knows
	If you don't 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 'cause everybody knows... [Repeat:]
	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 '
	Cause everybody knows... [Repeat:]
	The shankill butchers wanna catch you
	The shankill butchers wanna cut you
	The shankill butchers wanna catch you
	Awake Awake
	Awake Awake

	zuo qu : Meloy
	Two, three, four...
	The shankill butchers ride tonight
	You better shut your windows tight
	They' re sharpening their cleavers and their knives
	And taking all their whiskey by the pint '
	Cause everybody knows
	If you don' t 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 ' cause everybody knows... Repeat:
	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 '
	Cause everybody knows... Repeat:
	The shankill butchers wanna catch you
	The shankill butchers wanna cut you
	The shankill butchers wanna catch you
	Awake Awake
	Awake Awake

	zuò qǔ : Meloy
	Two, three, four...
	The shankill butchers ride tonight
	You better shut your windows tight
	They' re sharpening their cleavers and their knives
	And taking all their whiskey by the pint '
	Cause everybody knows
	If you don' t 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 ' cause everybody knows... Repeat:
	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 '
	Cause everybody knows... Repeat:
	The shankill butchers wanna catch you
	The shankill butchers wanna cut you
	The shankill butchers wanna catch you
	Awake Awake
	Awake Awake

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