At the End, On the Stairs

I was crushed on lovely Linda

A long long time ago

We would eat of each other

And lay staring at the walls

And she would moan... "Ooooh..."

Then came a man who's looking grim

And the beating on the door

He was asking where was Linda

His heart dragging on the floor

And he said, "Ooooh..."

He had left a smear of blood there

Coming up the stairs

Gritting teeth and hanging hair

A face overwrought with fear

Clutching guts and dripping hand

He was tragically alone

He would run his life out, baby

Standing in my home

And the landlord cried... "Ooooh..."