[Intro] Am G C G Am G C G Am F The Shankill Butchers ride tonight E You better shut your windows tight Am F They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives E And taking all their whiskey by the pint [Estribillo] Am F G Am 'Cause everybody knows if you don't mind your mother's words Am F G Am A wicked wind will blow the ribbons from your curls Am F Everybody moan, everybody shake E Am The Shankill Butcher's gonna catch you awake ( Am G C G ) ( Am G C G ) Am F They used to be just like me and you E They used to be sweet little boys Am F But something went horribly askew E Now killing is their only source of joy Am F G Am 'Cause everybody knows if you don't mind your mother's words Am F G Am A wicked wind will blow the ribbons from your curls Am F Everybody moan, everybody shake E Am The Shankill Butcher's gonna catch you awake Am F The Shankill Butchers on the rise E They're waiting till the dead of night Am F They're picking at their fingers with their knives E And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs Am F G Am 'Cause everybody knows if you don't mind your mother's words Am F G Am A wicked wind will blow the ribbons from your curls Am F Everybody moan, everybody shake E The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you E The Shankill Butchers wanna cut you E The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you Am C Awake Am C Awake Am C Awake Am C Awake