Out Come The Knives Lyrics - Hide The Kitchen Knives - The Paper Chase

Did sweet daddy die 

Square on your birthday? 

Some macabrish attempts 

To see you'd rue the day 

Or appear in the end 

And be happy he made it back 

To be just in time 

To cut the cake and watch 

You boil alive 

In your own butterscotch 

His ghost might appear 

As a venemous backlash 

His ghost might appear 

As a motive and fear 

And everyone tells you 

"There's nobody down there" 

In between the chinging glasses where 

They eat you up, slow down 

To awkward again 

Did sweet daddy die 

Square on your birthday? 

Some macabrish attempts 

To see you'd rue the day 

Here again 

So here comes the bride 

And out stretch the hands 

To one to chop and cut clean 

And here come the chefs 

Ante up the bets 

See how long it'll be 

Out come the knives 

Down swings the axe 

To one to sharp it all in 

So here comes the bride 

Here comes the bride 

Here comes the bride 

So here comes the bride 

And out stretch the hands 

To one to chop and cut clean 

And here come the chefs 

Ante up the bets 

See how long it'll be 

Out come the knives 

Down swings the axe 

To one to sharp it all in 

So here comes the bride 

Here comes the bride 

Here comes the bride