The Ripper

You're in for surprise You're in for a shock, ahh In London town streets When there's darkness and fog When you least expect me And you turn your back I'll attack I smile when I'm sneaking Through shadows by the wall I laugh when I'm creeping But you won't hear me at all All hear my warning Never turn your back On the ripper You'll soon shake with fear Never knowing if I'm near I'm sly and I'm shameless, nocturnal and nameless Except for the ripper Or if you like "Jack the knife" 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 of the fright All hear my warning Never turn your back On the ripper The ripper The ripper