Alice Cooper - Former Lee Warmer


In an upstairs room, under lock and key 
It's my brother, Former Lee 
All the mops and brooms keep him company 
Misconceived of the family 

Former Lee Warmer pulls up the covers to hide in his wrinkled bed 
No dreams go in, no dreams go out of the hole in his wrinkled head 
Former Lee Warmer 

When I hear him play in his twisted key 
That's the way he calls to me 
On a silver tray, I keep the master key 
In every way, he depends on me 

Former Lee Warmer, an old smoking jacket - holes in his satin sleeves 
Candle lit puddles, arthritic fingers, yellow stained ivory keys 
Huh.........

In an upstairs room under lock and key 
It's my brother, Former Lee 
And after all these years, I've never heard him speak 
I wonder what he thinks of me 

Former Lee Warmer peeks out the window when he feels really brave 
Former Lee Warmer waves at his father out in the family grave 

He's flesh and blood to me 
I, I love him brotherly 
But, but I don't want to be Former Lee

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