Shankhill Butchers Lyrics - The Crane Wife - 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 

'Cuz 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 

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'Cuz 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 

The Shankill Butchers on the rise 

They're waiting until the dead of night 

They're picking at their fingers with their knives 

And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs 

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'Cuz 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 

The Shankill Butchers wanna cut you 

The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you awake 

Awake, awake, awake