WHAT DO WE DO ABOUT THE DOOR
Chaos finds her and she surfs it; permanently sandy, permanently optimistic
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- G major
- energy
- 0.68
- dance
- 0.96
- valence
- 0.54
- vocal at
- 1.8s
- length
- 1:46
- words
- 164
- clichés
- 0
- language
- En
most sung: “door” ×12 · “about” ×8 · “says” ×3
shared with the crate: 76 other songs use “door”
lyrics
The compressor is going and the man says weeks not months And thirty years of people are stuck to the front of it Her mother, top left, and a dog and a man called Dave And nobody in this family will say the obvious thing What do we do about the door, the door, about the door You cannot move a waiting room to a different fridge What do we do about the door, the door, about the door And she says it is fine and it has always made that noise I offered to photograph it. All of it. Exactly as it is. She said that is not the same thing and put the kettle on. What do we do about the door, the door, about the door You cannot move a waiting room to a different fridge What do we do about the door, the door, about the door And she says it is fine and it has always made that noise