| In a far away town | |
| Many years ago | |
| There lived a man | |
| Who caused much woe | |
| He'd murder young men | |
| And slice up the meat | |
| And sell to hungry town people to eat | |
| Fritz Haarmann- | |
| He chopped up young men | |
| The Butcher | |
| Made steaks out of them | |
| Fritz Haarmann- | |
| He sold them as meat | |
| The Butcher- | |
| For the people to eat | |
| Young men were missing | |
| Nowhere in sight | |
| But they ate their steak | |
| With hungry delight | |
| They'd go to Fritz Haarmann | |
| To get more meat | |
| But they didn't know | |
| Young men they'd eat | |
| Fritz Haarmann- | |
| Made young men into meat | |
| The butcher- | |
| Sold them on the street | |
| Fritz Haarmann- | |
| He'd sell them as steaks | |
| The Butcher- | |
| For the profit he'd make |