Testo di Lock the Windows

Lock the windows, close the doors, Keep the world out. There's sorrow running in the streets, There's anger all about. I do not want to hear of it, I do not want the fear of it, I'm keeping myself clear of it, Keep the world out. I have a window on the world-- My television screen-- There's lotions and there's potions And there's stories in between. I sit and nod and sit and stare, Outside the world is everywhere, But what it wants I do not care, Or what the noise can mean. There's someone pounding on the door I do not want to see. He's brimming full of trouble And it might come off on me. When I go out to work or eat I see him marching in the street-- I kick at him with hands and feet, Or hand him from a tree.