Jack The Ripper (identity Unknown) Lyrics - Murder Metal - Macabre

Dear boss, I keep on hearing 

that the police have caught me 

but they won't fix me just yet 

I have laughed 

when they looked so clever 

and talk about being 

on the right track 

That joke about leather apron 

gave me real fits 

I am down on whores 

and I shan't quit ripping them 

till I do get buckled 

grand work the last job was 

I have the lady no time to squeal 

And I want to start again 

you will soon learn of me 

with my funny little games 

I saved some of the proper red stuff 

in a ginger beer bottle over the last job 

To write with but it went thick 

like glue 

and I can't use it 

Red ink is fit enough I hope 

ha ha 

the next job I do 

I shall clip the ladies ears off 

and send them to police officers 

just for jolly 

Wouldn't you? 

Keep this letter back 

till I do a bit more work 

then give it out straight 

my knives so nice and sharp 

I want to get back to work right away 

if I get a chance 

Good luck! 

Yours truly, 

Jack the Ripper 

Don't mind me given the trade name