The Ripper

You’re in for surprise
You’re in for a shock
In London town streets
When there’s darkness and fog
And you least expect me And you turn your back
I’ll attack
I smile when I’m sneaking
Thro' shadows by the wall
I laugh when I’m creeping
Although you won’t hear me at all
Never turn your back
On the Ripper
You’ll soon shake with fear
They’re never knowing if I’m near
I’m sly and shameless
Nocturnal and nameless
Except for «The Ripper»
Or if you like «Jack The Knife»
SOLO (Glenn)
Any back alley street
Is where we’ll probably meet
Underneath a gas lamp
Where the air’s cold and damp
I’m a nasty surprise
I’m a devil in disguise
I’m a footstep at night
I’m a scream out with fright
…the Ripper, the Ripper…