Just an ordinary sky
The ordinary blue
But there was always something strange
There's something weird about that dude

There was magic in the air
We were hanging by the noose
How are you doing now?
How are you doing now?

The doctor's Frankenstein
Like doctor Jekyll's Hyde
Did the right hand know in all the songs composed
What the left confides?

Take blue in the morning
Take pink at night
And you'll be just fine
In two to three weeks' time

One might ask for less
Whilе expecting more
But who's to say nowadays
What all thе good work's for?

But if I find you creeping round my back stairs
There will be no more
I don't lock the door
I don't lock the door
I don't lock the door