The baliff harbour butcher

As he takes the time
He wants to put things right
Looking for who cut up your families
Who took a slice of their life?
Sneaking up behind
They fell behind that’s right
He will show you their pictures
Whilst his own visions are taking flight
Carrying out his promise
Chop, Chop it’s time again tonight

They were robbed of their belongings
He will just take yer toes
Snipping one by one
Think of everything she owed
Think of your wrong doing
Going under this comes to blows
All for love not money
When money goes round it flows
Nobody will hear your screams
I’ve seen it in all the best shows
Her ice cream has melted and run
Where to cook well no one knows
You took away her fridge
Her life it never grows
You whipped away her washer
Although it hardly ever spun
She was feeling tied down
Now feel the same you scum
You took away everything
When a tenner a week would have done
Oh where is the bailiff
Earning a living
Sooth your soul
All rolled up in bin liners
Where did the bailiff go?