Matt Berry

Knock Knock

Matt Berry


I'm stood outside the rain
I can see him up in the tower
He's no idea of the pain I'm in
And I've been knocking on his door for hours

The wind whips high in the trees
And the bells ring loud in my ears
Like a broken man on his knees
I'm holding back my pain and tears

Knock, knock, knocking on the chapel door
His ring, ring, ringing on his bell
I'm alone and so tired
And under some wicked spell

Knock, knock, knocking on the chapel door
Won't you please come down and let me in?
It's a dreadful state of affairs, my friend
That I find my bad self in

I call up yelling in vain
And the night brings its shadows and fear
He's no idea of the pain I'm in
And he's no idea that I'm here

Knock, knock, knocking on the chapel door
His ring, ring, ringing on his bell
I'm alone and so tired
And under some wicked spell

Knock, knock, knocking on the chapel door
Won't you please come down and let me in?
It's a dreadful state of affairs, my friend
That I find my bad self in

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