Door, Door
Album - 1979 - Debaser id 159996

After a fashion which is
Purely the mood that takes me
I’ll set my mouth on fire and kiss ya ‘till ya blister
The tears I cry
Out her
spell out a word
all for you

Watch the thin boy in dark clothes
Falling over pianos
Trips on the moving carpet
Play like he’s deaf and dumb and blind
The answer is
Quite obvious
Oblivious to all but you

After a fashion
She’s the answer
After a fashion
I’m the question

After a fashion
She’s the answer
After a fashion
I’m the question

Watch the thin boy in dark clothes
Falling over pianos
Trips on the moving carpet
Plays likes he’s deaf and dumb and blind
The answer is
Quite obvious
Oblivious to all but you
CHORUS

Does a rain dance in my room and then assumes a dive position
Had a vision it’s looking grim, all damp with grief in her water wings

I…sigh…to…you
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me

Hear the taps fill the bath, it’s almost dark in a dive position
My disposition I shouldn’t have thought at all
Draped in shame she runs the gauntlet

I…sigh…to…you
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me

Oh, let’s all start again
We can still be friends
We can just stop…

…And I sigh
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me

Does a rain dance in my room and then assumes a dive position
Had a vision it’s looking grim
All draped in pain, oh, such a big splash

I…sigh…to…you
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me
Touch me

I've been contemplating suicide,
But it really doesn't suit my style,
So I think I'll just act bored instead,
Who can take (alt: and contain) the blood i would've shed?

She makes me feel so ugly (alt: so weary),
My heart is really on it's knees,
But i keep a poker face so well,
That even mother couldn't tell.

But my baby's so vain,
She is almost a mirror,
And the sound of her name,
Sends a permanent shiver down my spine.

I keep her photograph against my heart,
For in my life she plays a starring part,
All alcohol and cigarettes,
There is no room for cheap regrets.

She makes me feel so ugly (alt: so weary),
My heart is really on it's knees,
But i keep a poker face so well,
That even mother couldn't tell.

But my baby's so vain,
She is almost a mirror,
And the sound of her name,
Sends a permanent shiver down my...
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She makes me feel so ugly
My heart is really on it's
kneesBut i keep a poker face so wellThat even mother
couldn't tellBut my baby's so vainShe
is almost a mirrorAnd the sound of her nameSends a
perennial shiver down
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