Jack the Ripper

Jack the ripper jack the ripper jack the ripper jack the ripper You are running around I've never mislead Except when I'm the boom boom boom in your head My love is a war And war is profound My name is still the only one they've never found and You are weak and alone Alone in my world A world that's going boom boom boom have you heard? In love with a whore The method is sound It's cold and calculated as a countdown I don't really give a shit anymore Fifty little pentagrams is just a beginning Hey hey pretty things can you say who I really am? I'm that slick black cat in the bright just city Jack the ripper Jack the ripper True I haven't a care So buyer beware Or next time it's boom boom life isn't fair I'll fuck with your head You'll thank me instead And promise my identity is left unsaid and You can only agree You're like a grenade I'll toss you into mayhem While I'm getting paid Paid for your loss A terrible cost And one that I can seemingly never exhaust I don't really give a fucking shit anymore Fifty little pentagrams is just a beginning Hey hey pretty things can't you say who I really am? I'm that slick black cat in the bright just city.