Butcher Pete, Pt. 1

Lyrics

Hey everybody, did the news get around
 About a guy named Butcher Pete
 Oh, Pete just flew into this town
 And he's choppin' up all the women's meat
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 Butcher Pete's got a long sharp knife
 He starts choppin' and don't know when to stop
 All you fellows gotta watch your wifes
 'Cause Pete don't care who's meat he chops
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 Ever since Peter flew into town
 He's been havin' a ball
 Just cuttin' and choppin' for miles around
 Single women, married women, old maids and all
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 Wakes up in the morning, half past five
 Chops from sunrise to sunset
 I don't see how he stays alive
 Meat's gonna be the death of ole Pete, yeah
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 The police put Pete in jail
 Yes, he finally met his fate
 But when they came to pay his bail
 They found him choppin' up his cell mate
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 That Butcher Pete is a crazy man
 Tries to chop down the wind and the rain
 Just hacks on anything he can get
 Say, turn this record over, you ain't heard nothing yet
 Well, they let ole Pete out of the jail
 He went back to his store
 All the women who payed his bail
 Were waitin' on Pete to chop some more
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 There's an old woman, who's ninety-two
 Lives down the street
 She said, one thing more I wanna do
 Is find ole Pete and let him chop my meat
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 Pete went to church one Sunday night
 He gave the preacher a fit
 That crazy Pete started a fight
 When he went hackin' on the pulpit
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 Well, they put him in jail again
 They tried to give him life
 Pete beat the case, he pleaded insane
 They gave him back his same ole knife
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 Well, he got out of jail on Sunday night
 Monday he tightened his grip
 He started to China to see the sites
 Went nuts again and chopped up the ship
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 Brought ole Pete back to town
 To electrocute him there
 But Pete was crazy like a clown
 He chopped down that electric chair
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
 He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 He's a maniac!
 He don't do nothin' but hackin'

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Song Details

Duration
02:26
Key
3
Tempo
93 BPM

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