Knock At My Door

The TV is broke, there's a pale fat joke on the news He's talking shit again Leaving us to soak in ale and smoke, and take another hit again Thinking, where we gonna go from here? And when will life return to days of before? Living in a world of fear where the truth's not clear And we're lucky to hear a simple knock on the door Won't someone knock at my door? As word comes down, I'm treading water in a town and the tide is out Half of us are scared while the others prepare for the brawl There's youth making a racket to the suits and the ties and the jackets Taking a stand while the councils command them to crawl And I just wanna feel the things I used to feel So why, why tell us something if it isn't real? The TV is broke, there's a pale fat joke on the news He's talking shit again Leaving us to soak in ale and smoke and take another hit again Thinking, where we gonna go from here? And when will life return to days of before? Living in a world of fear where the truth's not clear And we're lucky to hear a simple knock on the door Won't someone knock at my door? For work and schools There's a set of rules, and they're paper thin Where wanting to treasure your parents or leisure, it defies They say they can hear our screams, but are they really listening? Or well-educated gangsters dressed in disguise? And I just wanna feel the things I used to feel So why, why tell us something if it isn't real? The TV is broke, there's a pale fat joke on the news He's talking shit again Leaving us to soak in ale and smoke and take another hit again Thinking, where we gonna go from here? And when will life return to days of before? Living in a world of fear where the truth's not clear And we're lucky to hear a simple knock on the door Come on and knock on my door, door I'll tell you where I'll go from here I'm making my return to days of before Tired of living in a world of fear where the truth's not clear And we're lucky to hear a simple knock on the door Come on and knock at my door