There's a bleeder in my kitchen and he's pouring on the 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 and I can't hide anymore 
And I think there's been a murder up on the ground floor 
There's a boa in my bathroom and he's coiling in my sink 
He wants my cats I think 
Paranoia in my house and I'm balanced on the brink 
And I can't run any further and I can't hide anymore 
'Cause I think there's been a murder up on the ground floor 
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 imagining 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 
And I can't run any further 
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