Lyrics:

My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knivesHe carries them all over the town at least he tries,Oh look it stopp
ed snowingMy best friend's from Poland and, um, he has a beard.But they caught him with his case in that public placeThat is
what we had fearedHe severed segments secretly you like thatHe always took the time to speak with meI liked him for that.
He severed segments so secretly you like thatHe always took the time, he always took the timeMy best friend's a butcher, he
has sixteen knivesHe carries them all over the town at least he tries,Oh look it stopped snowingMy best friend's from Poland
and, um, he has a beard.But they caught him with his case in that public placeThat is what we had fearedHe severed segment
s secretly you like thatHe always took the time to speak with me,I liked him for thatHe severed segments so secretly you lik
e that.He was growing on me.He was growing on me.