I heard the guy next door
As he bumped to the floor
It was early morning
He'd done that before
This time it came with a different touch
At that point I didn't think of it much
Surely the guy is heavy and tough
But who knows when someone has had enough
Roaming the streets after dark
Jump to conclusions on small remarks
The sinister guy in every scene
He found himself a bad routine
Hiding his life in the shade
One of those that is sure to fade
He got another stone when he died
It says: here lies a man that tried
But never escaped the rising tide
Never came across the great divide
Maybe someone stole his heart of gold
Replaced it with something empty and cold
Let's just say it didn't feel right
When dark clouds came rolling in that night
A big shot having a mean tattoo
Still he knew there was nothing to do