He’s been given a list, He checks it twice, But this ain’t Santa, It’s Louie, the Knife! Louie’s got a list, Heavy with gloom, Your name’s on the page, You’ve been marked, for doom. No reason given, No mercy, no love, The word came down, You’ve been judged from above. Louie’s got a job, A debt to clear, He doesn’t knock, He just appears. Women and men, Moms and dads, Louie don’t care, You’ve been bad. You strayed off course, No hint of shame, No repentance, no remorse, To you, it’s just a game. They’ve been watching, From the heights above, Silent and patient, Withdrawing love. Your name made the list, They set the date, You skated through life Now it's too late. Blade in his teeth, Gloves in hand, He slips through your window Like drifting sand. He checks the list, One final time, Your breathing slows, Time for Louie to shine! Steel across your neck, You've sung your last note, The cut is clean And the story is... wrote!
