Lyrics Scratching the Door - The Flaming Lips

Scratching the Door

A man dressed in red
Measures the distance from here
He whispered to me
But it don’t sound very clear
You sighed first
Running to find your disaster
Find your disaster
People, what you gonna do
When they’ve forgotten you?
When you’re stuck in the house
Hands are cut from scratching the door
Scratching the door
Scratching the door
Scratching the door
A man dressed in red
Puts a gun to his head
A gun to his head
Brains fly around
Dripping down to the ground
Down to the ground
What you gonna do
When they’ve forgotten you?
When you’re stuck in the house
Hands are cut from scratching the door
Scratching the door
Scratching the door
Scratching the door
Oh, scratching!
Scratching!
Scratching scratching scratching!
Scratching!
Come on!
Let me in!
I’m scratching!
Let me in!
I’m not sick!
I’m scratching your door!
Hey, I’m scratching!
Come on, let me in!
Come on!
Aah!
Let me in, come on, scratching!
I’m scratching the fucking out the door, come on!
Let me fucking in, come on!
Come on, I’m scratching !
Come on!
Aaah yeah!
Aaah!
My fucking hands!
Aaaaah!
Aaaaah, scratching the door!
Oh, let me in!
Ohhh!
Ohh!
Oh, aaah!
I’m tired of being out here!
Come on!
Come on, let me in!
I’m scratching the door!
Come on, I’m scratching!
I’m scratching the door, let me in!
Come on, let me in, let me in!
Let me fucking in!
Come on!
I’m scratching the door!
Aaaaah!
Aaaah!
Ohhhh!
Ohhhh!
Ohhh!
Ohhh!
Ohhh!
Ohhh!
Aaaah!
Aaah!
Ohhh!
Ohhh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh, my head!
Ohhh!
Oh, let me in!
Come on!
Come on, let me in!
Oh, come on!
Let me in!
Oh, dark, scratching in the dark, come on!
Let me in!
Oh, no!
Ohh!
Oh!
Let me in!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Ahh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh, come on!
Let me fucking in!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
(Ohhhh… Ohhhh… Ohhhh…)
Is there someone at the door?
Let me in!