A cloak of mystery, a beating heart,
He prays for sympathy; they do their part.
Oh, can't you see it's not amusing anymore?
We're not amused by all the blood upon your floor,
It's going farther than it's ever been before,
Oh, can't you see it's not amusing anymore?
No look of innocence in deep blue eyes,
So weathered through the years, the young one cries.
Oh, can't you see it's not amusing anymore?
We're not amused by all the blood upon your floor,
It's going farther than it's ever been before,
Oh, can't you see it's not amusing anymore?
A starry night in May; he slipped away,
They find his shallow grave - someone will pay.
Can't you see it's not amusing anymore?
We're not amused by all the blood upon your floor,
It's going farther than it's ever been before,
Oh, can't you see it's not amusing anymore?
We're not amused by all the blood upon your floor,
Oh, can't you see it's not amusing anymore?
Hey.
