The Legendary Pink Dots - The Death Of Jack the Ripper lyrics

[The Legendary Pink Dots - The Death Of Jack the Ripper lyrics]

She could smell his fear like
Black piss river like
Knotted balls of wors rolling
In the smouldering ruins of an abbatoir like
Suicide in Menstrual Lake
Like the open graves of Hell
She could smell in as
She gripped the knife and held it to his neck
She could smell his fear as
Cries for help grew
Wings and trickled neatly into
Garbage cans as 16
Crippled hands fumbled with his
Zip twisted ate him
Slowly kissed him quick the
Scarlet ghosts would
Flinch -a glimpse of stocking! Shock
The Red Night blue
And clean away the mess cos Jack is dead jACK
IS DEAD! (And nobody knew)

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