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    "Butchers" Lyrics


    Ben grew up to be the butcher not by choice, it's just the lot in life he found
    But he makes a decent living, feeds his family and the people of the town
    But there's no dreams brought to fruition, just a gradual attrition
    The decayed scraps of ambition he once carved by hand
    But there's no time for regrets, it's not as bad as it appears
    He's got a lucrative career but he never gets the bloodstains off his hands

    A killer frequents bars on Ladies' Night with a steely-eyed command
    But he ain't out cruising hookers and he ain't no shady looker, he's a charming, handsome man
    His voice says 'ladies' but his mind is thinking 'bitches'
    But his pitch is just too much for most of them to withstand
    He tells them jokes and he gets them all in stitches

    And it goes off without hitches 'till he tries to get the bloodstains off his hands

    Nothing good comes easy
    Isn't that what you would have me to believe
    For every positive endeavor there is a dark side we must weather
    You will see, yeah you will see

    All the coroners and corpsmen and the slaughterhouse foremen
    It's just there job five days a week, please try and understand
    It's their lot to get through it, they know someone's got to do it
    And try not to misconstrue it when they try to wash the bloodstains off their hands

    Now she's had seven years of happiness with a boy she's always claimed to have adored
    And there's fewer who've been truer but as of late she finds herself a little bored
    She tells him she still loves him and has only good thoughts of him
    And the times they've had and hopes that it'll help him understand
    When she runs her knife straight through him, it's the only way to do them
    She's the winner of the game but she'll never get the bloodstains off her hands

    In the end, they all fall just the same but she'll never get the bloodstains off her hands

    Off her hands
    This song was submitted on September 24th, 2007 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Brent Best.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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