Infamous Butcher

Under the bridge
Theres a man who eats kids
And has a couple pidgeons as pets
When the trucks drive above
They rattle his home
And they rattle the bones
He collects

God bless the parents
Who go home crying
God bless the kids
Who are
Too youg
To know
That they're
Dying

When the night falls
Out comes the terror
And the hair on the back of your neck
Will rise