Текст песни Butcher Shop - The Residents

When I was a little boy, I didn′t have a dad
So I built a miniature butcher shop instead
In my mind I butchered hogs and cut off chicken heads
With little curiosity and even less regret
I wanted to be a butcher, a jolly butcher
Why doesn't everybody wanna be a butcher?
I would fill my display case with poultry, pork and beef
Taking pleasure from the allocation of my meat
I wanted to be a butcher, a jolly butcher
Why doesn′t everybody wanna be a butcher?