Lurking in the corner
Murdered out as always
Like her all in mourning
Call me in the morning

Lurking in the corner
Murdered out as always
Like her all in mourning
Call me in the morning

Listen up in the back
They call me trouble in the black
Call up the woman in black
Let's have fun with it man
We can have fun t'ill they're mad
Just making me happy, lucky man
But just like Mick and Keith
"No colors anymore I want it painted black"

Nothing to see here
No need to frisk me, no way
This state of play is risky
No face, no case of whiskey
Put throttle to the Vodka
Chill out the bottom of the toxin
To admit I have a problem will take me a lot of bottle
These days are too short
But the week is long
If I hit myself and it hurts
Am I weak or strong?

They call me trouble in the black
Call up the woman in black
Let's have fun with it man
We can have fun t'ill they're mad

Those four deadly sins
All that's everything, all that's everything
Those four deadly sins
All that's everything, all that's everything

Got to murder it out
All black everything, all black everything
All black everything

Lurking in the corner
Murdered out as always
Like her all in mourning
Call me in the morning

Lurking in the corner
Murdered out as always
Like her all in mourning
Call me in the morning
[Then the grime verses]