Shankill Butchers

C#m E C#m A The shankill butchers ride tonight G# You better shut your windows tight C#m A They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives G# And taking all their whiskey by the pint C#m 'Cause everybody knows A B C#m If you don't mind your mother's words C#m A A wicked wind will blow B C#m Your ribbons from your curls A Everybody moan, everybody shake G# N.C. The shankill butchers wanna catch you C#m Awake C#m A They used to be just like me and you G# They used to be sweet little boys C#m A But something went horribly askew G# Now killing is their only source of joy C#m 'Cause everybody knows A B C#m If you don't mind your mother's words C#m A A wicked wind will blow B C#m Your ribbons from your curls A Everybody moan, everybody shake G# N.C. The shankill butchers wanna catch you C#m Awake A The shankill butchers on the rise G# They're waiting till the dead of night C#m A They're picking at their fingers with their knives G# And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs C#m 'Cause everybody knows... A B C#m If you don't mind your mother's words C#m A A wicked wind will blow B C#m Your ribbons from your curls A Everybody moan, everybody shake G# The shankill butchers wanna catch you G# The shankill butchers wanna cut you G# The shankill butchers wanna catch you C#m Awake C#m Awake C#m Awake C#m Awake