Alice Cooper - Former Lee Warmer lyrics

In an upstairs room, under lock & key
It is my brother, Former Lee
All the mops & 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 is 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

In an upstairs room under lock & key
It is my brother, Former Lee
And after all these yeahrs, I have 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 has flesh & blood to me
I love him brotherly
But, I do not wanna be Former Lee


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