Here lies A doors fan You can tell it's him 'cause we put his pc next to the stone He never showered he's dry and old, used doordash for his meals, Rode his bicycle to his neighbor when the internet went out, He'd judge with no pretense, fish on the weekends Each morning, get up, do the Doors of Allegiance Never swim in the ocean, for fear of shark attacks Bi-monthly went to the store for all his clothes Avoiding all the little things that were hard to ask Never went out, Obesity, died of a heart attack Golden escalator, none of friends and neighbors Huddled there in prayer around the respirator Catch you later, I'm off to see the Man upstairs They all look like ants from here, stars and crystal chandeliers There was an angel at the entrance, checking off a guest list Charlie wasn't on it, and was ushered to the exit His heart sank He was breathless excuse me ma'am there must be someone youve confused me for if i can see someone who knew me or someone in uniform i go to church on sundays truly usually more screaming at the architects as they pushed him through the door Abandon all hope, all ye who enter It was a horrifying sign, but sounded like a neat adventure Far beyond the halos and the castles in the clouds ??? squealing, shackled with some apples in their mouths Attention ??? in padded bras hanging from extension cords Tortured with the products from their favorite catalogs Here, we buy and sell a million kinds of hell Imagination is the limit to the devil's clientele Up a dingy elevator, no televised debate Will save you from the hell you paid for, sorry, but it's smell you later Side-stepped fate, went right for the gate But you know the devil, he loves a good chase There was a demon at the entrance, making X's on a checklist Who would kick you in the butt when you begged him for repentance Those tempted by the senses with the cruelest of intentions Charlie's heart sank He was breathless excuse me ma'am there must be someone youve confused me for if i can see someone who knew me or someone in uniform i go to church on sundays truly usually more screaming at the architects as they pushed him through the door You can run through those doors until you are exhausted One day you will have to stop and fight some bosses Keep on running through those doors until you are exhausted You can run to those closets until you are exhausted One day you will have to stop and hide somewhere else Keep on running to those closets until you are exhausted excuse me ma'am there must be someone youve confused me for if i can see someone who knew me or someone in uniform i really don't belong here I know You've heard this tune before
