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a.p. clarke – slaughterhouse lyrics

[verse 1]
what else are you doing? you smoked your cigarette
come on there’s nothing on the tv
the slaughterhouse is open, every friday night
there’s a party you can go with me

[verse 2]
and from the blood on the floor, the gristle on the saw
the piles of glasses, t++th and car keys
and the scratches on the door tell us those that came before
went down, down, down to the slaughterhouse
to the slaughterhouse
to the slaughterhouse
let’s go down to the slaughterhouse
let’s get k!lled

[verse 3]
there’s tinsel on the handles, and flowers on the grates
the boys will follow girls wherever they go
and the blades will make the rhythm, screams will make the tune
when the first cut comes that’s the start of the show

[verse 4]
there is petrol in the air, and the smell of burning hair
when the angel’s dress goes up she does a striptease
and at night the only lights on anywhere in the town
are down, down, down at the slaughterhouse
at the slaughterhouse
at the slaughterhouse
let’s go down to the slaughterhouse
have ourselves a time
[verse 5]
your bedroom smells like newspapers, your linen smells like smoke
and the cities are all empty but for people
and you can hear the road from anywhere, the tiny clacking sound
machinery to keep a corpse alive

[verse 6]
see how much you’ve grown, have you ever seen your bones?
don’t worry every part of you is used
and when all that’s left is shoes, someone else will sing the blues
down, down down at the slaughterhouse
at the slaughterhouse
at the slaughterhouse
let’s go down to the slaughterhouse

[verse 7 (x2)]
to the slaughterhouse
to the slaughterhouse
let’s go down to the slaughterhouse

[verse 8]
and have ourselves a time

- a p clarke lyrics

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