Song | White Room |
Artist | Alisha's Attic |
Album | Alisha Rules The World |
(Poole/Martin/Poole) (Chorus) | |
You are entering the | |
White Room | |
That’s the password | |
And you can leave your hang-ups | |
At the door now | |
Coz this is the | |
White Room | |
My asylum | |
And you are welcome | |
Look at all you pretty people | |
Walking past my eyes | |
The room is getting smaller | |
There’s a bright light deep inside | |
My toes are curling upwards | |
And my shoes have left my feet | |
They took away my velvet chair | |
My name is obsolete | |
But Hell, we can get dreamy | |
Yeah Delicious, we can be happy | |
Yeah So happy | |
I’ve been thinking about you | |
Yeah And if you wanna come in | |
You got to knock three times (Repeat Chorus) | |
Good Heavens! | |
I don’t know how you got here | |
Did you sneak inside my head? | |
Did you say a few sweet words | |
And sneak inside my bed? | |
Look at this, a huge big pillow | |
Come and lay your mind | |
And walk inside my crooked thought | |
And see what fun you’ll find | |
Oh Hell, we can get dreamy | |
Yeah Delicious, we can be happy | |
Yeah So happy, | |
I’ve been thinking about you | |
Yeah And if you wanna come in | |
You got to knock three times (Repeat Chorus) | |
Positively spiritual | |
Definitely sexual | |
Could it be | |
I’m cynical? | |
Or could it be | |
I…well I Like | |
I said Override, satisfied | |
Our love hits on the red ‘ | |
Til you show me that secret weapon | |
That shoots my fears all dead | |
This is the | |
White Room | |
My asylum | |
And you are welcome! (Repeat Chorus to fade) | |
Return |
Poole Martin Poole Chorus | |
You are entering the | |
White Room | |
That' s the password | |
And you can leave your hangups | |
At the door now | |
Coz this is the | |
White Room | |
My asylum | |
And you are welcome | |
Look at all you pretty people | |
Walking past my eyes | |
The room is getting smaller | |
There' s a bright light deep inside | |
My toes are curling upwards | |
And my shoes have left my feet | |
They took away my velvet chair | |
My name is obsolete | |
But Hell, we can get dreamy | |
Yeah Delicious, we can be happy | |
Yeah So happy | |
I' ve been thinking about you | |
Yeah And if you wanna come in | |
You got to knock three times Repeat Chorus | |
Good Heavens! | |
I don' t know how you got here | |
Did you sneak inside my head? | |
Did you say a few sweet words | |
And sneak inside my bed? | |
Look at this, a huge big pillow | |
Come and lay your mind | |
And walk inside my crooked thought | |
And see what fun you' ll find | |
Oh Hell, we can get dreamy | |
Yeah Delicious, we can be happy | |
Yeah So happy, | |
I' ve been thinking about you | |
Yeah And if you wanna come in | |
You got to knock three times Repeat Chorus | |
Positively spiritual | |
Definitely sexual | |
Could it be | |
I' m cynical? | |
Or could it be | |
I well I Like | |
I said Override, satisfied | |
Our love hits on the red ' | |
Til you show me that secret weapon | |
That shoots my fears all dead | |
This is the | |
White Room | |
My asylum | |
And you are welcome! Repeat Chorus to fade | |
Return |