Murder

There's a bleeder in my kitchen

And he's pouring on my floor

There's a killer in my hallway

And he's scratching at my door

I think I might have heard some screaming

I might have heard somebody cry

Now I wonder am I dreaming

Or is my mind telling me a lie

Well, I can't run any further (oh no)

And I can't hide anymore

And I think there's been a murder (oh yeah)

Up on the ground floor (up on the ground floor)

There's a boa in my bathroom

And he's crawling in my sink

He wants my cats I think

Paranoia in my house now

And I'm balanced on the brink

And I can't run any further (no, no)

And I can't hide anymore

Cause I think there's been a murder

Up on the ground floor (yeah)

I'm living in a basement flat

In a quiet part of town

I bet you wonder where my head is at

When I'm imaging all these sounds

I'd check it out, but I'm glued to my chair

I can't make it to the door

I could be bugging but I'd gladly swear

I just heard a body hit the floor

Oh, and I can't run any further

And I can't hide, I can't hide anymore

And i think there's been a murder

Up above me on the ground

On the ground floor