Shankill Butchers
The Decemberists
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[Intro] Am G C GAm G C GAm F The Shankill Butchers ride tonightE You better shut your windows tightAm They're sharpening their cleaversF and their knivesE And taking all their whiskey by the pint [Estribillo]Am F 'Cause everybody knows if youG Am don't mind your mother's wordsAm F G A wicked wind will blow theAm ribbons from your curlsAm F Everybody moan, everybody shakeE The Shankill Butcher's gonna catchAm you awake( Am G C G )( Am G C G )Continúa después del anuncioAm F They used to be just like me and youE They used to be sweet little boysAm F But something went horribly askewE Now killing is their only source of joyAm F 'Cause everybody knows if youG Am don't mind your mother's wordsAm F G A wicked wind will blow theAm ribbons from your curlsAm F Everybody moan, everybody shakeE The Shankill Butcher's gonna catchAm you awakeAm F The Shankill Butchers on the riseE They're waiting till the dead of nightAm They're picking at their fingersF with their knivesE And wiping off their cleavers on their thighsAm F 'Cause everybody knows if youG Am don't mind your mother's wordsAm F G A wicked wind will blow theAm ribbons from your curlsAm F Everybody moan, everybody shakeE The Shankill Butchers wanna catch youE The Shankill Butchers wanna cut youE The Shankill Butchers wanna catch youAm C AwakeAm C AwakeAm C AwakeAm C Awake