Mad Butcher Letra

now he´s got to ramble,
he knows that´s his lot

CHORUS:
Through the Backstreets of the town
his steps are clanging
now he´s horny, searching for flesh
in his hand a blade of solid steel
now it´s the time you got to feel

Mad Butcher
He feels his driving, satifaction he needs
he´s watching you pussy, he will get his food
and when he arises you think it´s a lover
but he likes strange pratices, you´ll discover

You lie on your bed, your view real seems great
but instead of his prick
he´s drawing his blade
oh he´s so tender, when he makes love to you
that you couldn´t stand it,
it´s a pity for you


(Thanks to jorge_snake for these lyrics)