Forever Be Upstanding at the Door - Champs
I could be your dust at the door

The eastern city rust growing
More and more and more

New York is easier these days

The trouble is the trouble is the trouble always stays
So I'll become a wanderer
Sleep on iron floors

And I will be upstanding at the door

And I will be endeavouring
And ever I will be

Forever be upstanding at the door

You only look alive through the mist

Time is ticking firmly on my wrist as I ride by
Oh what a lonely night to exist

The New York city sun has it's heaven in the sky
So I'll become a wanderer

Sleep on iron floors

And I will be upstanding at the door

And I will be endeavouring
And ever I will be

Forever be upstanding at the door

Ooh ooh

You pass me delicately by

Trouble will indefinitely definitely die
For now I see an ocean in your eye

But trouble in the ocean 'causes trouble in the sky
So I'll become a wanderer
Sleep on iron floors

And I will be upstanding at the door

And I will be endeavouring
And ever I will be

Forever be upstanding at the door