Fire Door (live)

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