...Of the Night (Single Version)

He is never this late home Journeys to places well unknown Well at least to me Goes somewhere I'll never see He never responds to my questions: Where were you last night? What were you doing out so late? You sure gave me a fright Standing down by the corner Waiting for the man to show A cigarette burns between his fingers Looking around for his foe Gun in hand Newly formed plan Because of no sight of the man Every Friday night he comes here Sometimes to shed his tears Alone now he will start to sob Until Jimmy finishes the job But tonight the man refuses to come So scaling the side of the man's apartment Jimmy climbs up Up and up Up and up Up and up Sitting right there on the couch Commentary spills out his mouth Jimmy creeps in through the back door Only the beginning of this night of horror "Earlier this Friday evening" "A man was found dead on the floor of his apartment" "He suffered three bullets through the head" Of the night Now finished with his deed The man's body lies and bleeds Jimmy circles back around And returns home without a sound "Jimmy where were you?" He can already hear it At this point he can't take it anymore So grabbing his weapon he walks up the steps To he and his wife's bedroom door Sleeping sound in her bed A bullet now races through her head Now Jimmy watches her fall dead The very woman that he wed