Fritz Haarmann the Butcher

	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