Shank Hill St.

We're buzzing like a locust
Vibrating right out of my skin
Pounding on the butcher's wall
Somebody come and let me in
There's a black haired woman
Carrying a rolling pin
But your man's got a secret
But she knows where he been yeah
She knows where he been
And it'll be a long time
Before the sun shines
On shank hill street again
You see early in the morning
For the one wind of the dark
She saw a thin man and a shadow
Make their way across the lawn
There was a rustle was a razor
And a whisper of a prayer
Then the rhythm of the mallet
Like a heartbeat in the air
And it'll be a long time before the sun shines
On shank hill street yeah
With a handshake like a hammer and suicide grin
That wooden door creeked open and the butcherman let me in yes
Like that he let me in
But i wasted not a minute i was on him like a whip
And for one last minute he'd feel that heart drip (drip drip )
And it'll be a long time before the sun shines
On shank hill street