Firedoor [25th Anniversary Edition]

Get up, get up I opened the fire door to four lips None of which were mine, kissing Tightened my belt around my hips Where your hands were missing And stepped out into the cold, collar high Under the slate gray sky The air was smoking and the streets were dry And I wasn't joking when I said goodbye And there were Magazine quality men Talking on the corner French, no less much less of them then us So why do I Feel like, feel like Something's been rearranged? You know Taken out of context I must Seem so strange, ahhh Ahhh I killed a cockroach so big It left a puddle of pus on my wall You know and When you and I are lying in bed You don't, you don't, you don't seem so tall, and a I'm singing now because my tear ducts are too tired And my, my mind is disconnected but my heart is wired Aaah yeah, ohhohhohh Aaah yeah, ohhohhohh Ohh bohh ohh ah ohhh And I make such a good statistic Someone should study me now Somebody's got to be interested in how I feel Just 'cause I'm here And I'm real And ohhh how I miss Substituting the conclusion to confrontation with a kiss And ohhh How I miss Walking up to the edge and jumping in Like I could Feel the future on your Amazing grace How sweet the sound That saved a wretch Like me Like me I once was lost But now, now I am found I was blind But now I see Now I see Now I see Huh huh huh huh Oh I opened the fire door Huh huh huh huh I opened the fire door Wae ohh hey ohhh I opened the fire door Wae ohh hey wae ohh I opened the fire door Wae ohh wae ohh Four lips Four lips None of which were mine None of which were mine I wasn't kidding When I said goodbye No, I wasn't kidding I, I wasn't kidding when I said goodbye No, fire door No ohh ohh ohh fire door Fire door