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Shankhill Butchers



Текст песни Decemberists - Shankhill Butchers

Shankhill Butchers
Decemberists
This is off the album that has yet to be released, but i heard it on their purevolume
and tabbed it out in chords. Hope you enjoy!

Shankhill Butchers by the Decemberists

*Capo third fret*
 to  x2

The Shankhill Butchers are tonight, you better shut your windows tight. 
They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives, and taking all their 

whiskey by the pint. 

And everybody knows if you don't mind your mother's words, oh wicked winds 
will blow the ribbons from your curls. Everybody knows, everybody shake, the 
Shankhill Butcher's gonna catch you away

(Repeat Intro)

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. 

The Shankhill Butchers are tonight, they're waiting in the dead of night. 
They're picking at their fingers with their knives, and cleaning off their 

cleavers on their thighs.

The Shankhill Butcher's gonna cut you
The SHankhill Butcher's gonna catch you 
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Away
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Away
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