The Butcher

Beauty will destroy your mind
Spare the gory details
Give them gift wrapped for the man with everything
Though I lived a lonely life
I was confused
Now butcher
Feel nothing

As it courses up my arms in position of the worms
Up, up through my heart and to my brain

Arm a bit slack,a basic combination
Cut out chopped liver on the block
My heart's still pumping
My heart's still pumping

He's a worrier, a worrier
Here's a little bitch, come and honour him
He's a worrier, a worrier
Here's a little bitch, come and honour him
Come and honour him