| | Shankhill Butchers Lyrics Artist(Band):The Decemberists
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 If you find some error in Shankhill Butchers Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to lolololol for submitting the lyrics. Review about Shankhill Butchers Ulster loyalists | Reviewer: Anonymous | 10/11/09 This song is about Ulster (Northern Ireland) loyalists who oppose the IRA and separating from Britain. The Shanhill Butchers (note the spelling) are famous for late night abduction and murder of Irish Catholics; I believe about 30 in total. It's hard to find love with your eyes closed | Reviewer: Anonymous | 8/24/09 ..like a wifes tale the tell their children to make them go to sleep cuz the brothers only kill those who are awake during bedtime.. If you mind your mothers words and go to sleep when you're supposed to the brothers will spare you ;) Review the song Shankhill Butchers The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "The Decemberists" Music | |
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