Serial Killer Butchers
Met two guys at a punk gig in a pub
Daughter was driving, was drinking 7 Up
Stood at the bar - pint in hand
Idle chit-chat, waiting for the band
Minding our own, then this guy did blurt
We do that - pointed at me shirt
Printed on me shirt a Tobe Hooper massacre
Texas chainsaw - leatherface, abattoir
Redefined horror - slasher, maniacs the lot
Oddball family - teenage schlock
I said what, you cut people up with a chainsaw for fun?
Sort of he said - & my daughter said....RUN!
Inquisitive I was & began to inquire
Is this the truth - or are you a liar?
Cogs began to turn in their Neanderthal head
They said we slaughter animals, until they're dead
It's not the the nature of their job that made us scared
Was the look in their eye, & they were also fucking weird
Been all over Europe slaughtering cows, horses, pig
You don't get these conversations at a Beyoncé gig
I said is it a career you really enjoy doing?
They said yes or course!......almost drooling
My daughter said Dad, I want to go home....please!
I said hang on, but I agreed I'm not at ease
Traveled to odd places, Ive never ever been phased
These two guys stories were borderline depraved
I've never met a real deal couple of psychopaths
Never met maniacs who enjoy mammal bloodbaths
Made our excuses, went to see the band
Farther & daughter, hand in hand....
She turned to me & said, a comment on our lifestyle
A term of endearment, really made me smile
Dad; you've always showed me never walk the middle of the road
You've given something different; art, literature, you've shown
A broader mind I have, but I'm not a cleaver arse
That's why I got accepted to London University of the Arts
We laughed said we love each other & agreed to never change
Because we like things left of centre, doesn't mean to say we're strange.
Just an average family day out.......