Am C Am [Verse 1]F The shankill butchers ride tonightE You better shut your windows tightAm F They're sharpening their cleavers and their knivesE And taking all their whiskey by the pint [Chorus]Am 'Cause everybody knowsF G Am If you don't mind your mother's wordsAm F A wicked wind will blowG Am Your ribbons from your curlsF Everybody moan, everybody shake E N.C. The shankill butchers wanna catch youAm Awake [Verse 2]Am 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 joy [Chorus]Am 'Cause everybody knowsF G Am If you don't mind your mother's wordsAm F A wicked wind will blowG Am Your ribbons from your curlsF Everybody moan, everybody shake E N.C. The shankill butchers wanna catch youAm Awake [Verse 3]F The shankill butchers on the riseE They're waiting till the dead of nightAm F They're picking at their fingers with their knivesE And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs [Chorus]Am 'Cause everybody knows...F G Am If you don't mind your mother's wordsAm F A wicked wind will blowG Am Your ribbons from your curlsF Everybody moan, everybody shake [Outro]E The shankill butchers wanna catch youE The shankill butchers wanna cut youE The shankill butchers wanna catch youAm AwakeAm AwakeAm AwakeAm Awake
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