Call me up in the middle of the night, round about four Sayin’ you’re needin’ to score Can I hide this, can I hide that, can I cover you one more time Can I get you some money, can I come over like right away, the police is knockin’ at your door And I’m just too pretty to do any more time in a cell With a sex starved monkey going through all hell Findin’ me to be a star attraction, I’ll be gettin’ the kinda reaction I only look for in a woman of style, in a woman of grace In a woman that’s got the power of God in her hand and a smile on her face The kind of girl that was your sister, how I miss her, Too bad she was found to be trustin with a man who killed her ‘Cos she didn’t call him “Mister”, And now I’m pleading to your sense of decency, just you and me, Remember the way we always used to rule the streets, just the way it always used to be? HOOK/CHORUS 1 Relay the message I gotta be comin’ down hard on this guy Relay the message back I gotta be takin’ the fire from outta his eyes Write it down ‘cos I’m not gonna say this message again son Ever thought about quittin’ the skunk so your eyes could blink in unison ? VERSE 2 So you’re holed up in your own little nightmare, in a drug induced stare Frantically trying to get to the phone to call the brother of the woman you killed To come over and bail you out again, ‘cos I’m your friend, ‘cos I save and forgave, ‘Cos it wasn’t the real you that put my sister in an early grave, it was the dope And so you hope, I’ll be giving you cash in your hands to send you to the stars And not just a twisted rope But there again you don’t know the real me, smiling assassin I come in the dark and start amassin’ a great deal of fear and pain ‘Cos I laugh in the face of this vengeance murder game I’ll be lookin’ through your keyhole in disguise, ring at the bell, Who’s there, it’s Michael Myers, with a butcher’s knife and a dark expression And I’ll take a confession. HOOK / CHORUS 2 REPEATED Relay the message back I gotta be comin’ down hard on this guy Relay the message back I gotta be takin’ the fire from outta his eyes Write it down ‘cos I’m not gonna say this message again son Ever thought about quittin’ the skunk so your eyes could blink in unison ?