Open the Door
Called my brother he's cleverer than me
Such an appetite for torture on my TV
He said: "Don't shake me way too hard
I've got woman and comfort in Piccolo Bambino"
Some of the parts well my heart's missing a beat and I'm
Throwing my arms around any kind of tragedy
And I feel myself doing it
Find a crack and I'll tease till I ruin it
In pursuit of love's disappearing tail
Reaching for love's disappearing tail
Open the door
She crashes cars just walking on the street
The Lebanese boys on the corner lose the power of speech
Talks like an angel, moves like tango
A vision in flung racks, hair like a bag of rats
While leaving a trail of holy smoke
Something a smile betrays a mind obscene
And I'm Ganymede to a heart the size of Jupiter
To be with her I quit stuff and I'd shoot with her
Or brew with her
For love's disappearing tail
Following love's disappearing tail
Open the door
Open the door
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Such an appetite for torture on my TV
He said: "Don't shake me way too hard
I've got woman and comfort in Piccolo Bambino"
Some of the parts well my heart's missing a beat and I'm
Throwing my arms around any kind of tragedy
And I feel myself doing it
Find a crack and I'll tease till I ruin it
In pursuit of love's disappearing tail
Reaching for love's disappearing tail
Open the door
She crashes cars just walking on the street
The Lebanese boys on the corner lose the power of speech
Talks like an angel, moves like tango
A vision in flung racks, hair like a bag of rats
While leaving a trail of holy smoke
Something a smile betrays a mind obscene
And I'm Ganymede to a heart the size of Jupiter
To be with her I quit stuff and I'd shoot with her
Or brew with her
For love's disappearing tail
Following love's disappearing tail
Open the door
Open the door
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Come on love let me in
Now that the tide is rising
Open the door
To love when it takes your breath
When it's half to death
Credits
Writer(s): Guy Edward John Garvey
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