Shovels & Rope - Shank Hill St. lyrics

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 And it'll be a long time before the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again You see early in the morning before the warm wind of the dawn She saw a thin man and a shadow make their way across the lawn There was a rustle, was a razor, and the whisper of a prayer And 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 again With a handshake like a hammer and a suicide grin that wooden door creaked open and the butcher man let me in, just 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 hot red drip And it'll be a long time before the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again