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Black Shuck

In a town in the east
The parishioners were visited upon
By a curious beast
And his eyes numbered, but one and shone

Like the sun
And a glance beckoned the immediate loss
Of a cherished one
It was the coming of the

(Black Shuck) Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), that dog don't give a fuck
Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), that dog don't give a fuck

Flames licked round the sacred spire
And the congregation's last line of defense
Was engulfed in fire
As the flaming priest stepped into the firing line
On the business end of a beam of despair
God, he took his own life
During the coming of the

(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), that dog don't give a fuck
Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), that dog don't give a fuck

A nimbus of blue light surrounds a crimson paw
As he takes another fatal swipe
At the Blytheburgh Church Door

(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), that dog don't give a fuck
Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck

(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), that dog don't give a fuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck

(Black Shuck), that dog don't give a fuck
Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), Black Shuck
(Black Shuck), that dog don't give a fuck

Woof
Thank you so much
Thank you so much
As at this point in the evening
I'll like to introduce Frankie Tulare on the bass
And additional proportion



Credits
Writer(s): Edwin James Graham, Daniel Francis Hawkins, Francis Gilles Poullain-patterson, Justin David Hawkins
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