[Intro]
     x2

           
Fools on parad

              
e cavort and c

     
arry on
            
For waiting ey

es
              
Ones you would

            
 rather be bes

            
ide than in fr

ont of
            
But she's neve

              
r been the kin

        
d to be hollow

ed by the star

es

[Instrumental]
        x4

[Verse]
           
She swam out o

            
f tonight's ph

  
antasm
          
Grabbed my han

             
d and made it 

            
very clear
             
There's absolu

             
tely nothing f

           
or us here
            
It's a magnoli

      
a celebration
             
To be attended

              
 on a Wednesda

  
y night
            
It's better th

              
at than get a 

   
reputation
             
As a miserable

        
 little tyke
            
At least that'

          
s the conclusi

on
             
She came to in

                
 this overture

  

[Chorus]
            
The secret doo

         
r swings behin

d us
             
She's saying n


othing
             
She's just gig

      
gling along

[Verse]
            
Her arms were 

           
folded most in

  
dignant
          
Not looking li

            
ke she was soo

          
n to leave
             
I had to squin

             
t in order to 

            
believe
              
And then like 

            
a butler pushi

        
ng on a booksh

elf
             
And unveiling 

        
the unexpected
            
I who was earl

            
ier reluctant 

             
was suddenly e

              
mbarrassed and

    
 corrected.
            
How could such

           
 a creature su

              
rvive in such 

           
a habitat?

  

[Chorus]
            
The secret doo

           
r swings behin

d us
             
She's saying n


othing
           
She's just gig

gling along
            
    Even if th

           
ey were to fin

d us
            
I wouldn't not

            
ice, I'm compl

          
etely occupied

[Outro]
             
At all the foo

      
ls on parade
            
Cavort and car

              
ry on for wait

    
ing eyes
              
Ones you would

            
 rather be bes

            
ide than in fr

ont of
          
But she's neve

r been the kin

d
      
To be hollowed

 by the stares
           
Fools on parad

             
e frolic and f


uck about
            
To make a gaze

            
 turn to a scr

              
ibble on a pag

       
e by a picture
              
That holds her

 
 absence
             
But you're daf

    
t to think she

'd care
           
Fools on parad

       
e
          
Fools on parad

        
e
          
Fools on parad

e
            
Conduct a sing

              
-along