Escrita por Tony Banks, Phil Collins, Peter Gabriel, Steve Hackett e Mike Rutherford, foi gravada entre agosto e outubro de 1974 e lançada em 18 de novembro de 1974 no disco The lamb lies down on Broadway, o sexto da carreira da banda. Depois sairia em compacto, com The waiting room como Lado B. Conta a história de Rael, que se encontra num corredor com um carpete vermelho, cercado de pessoas ajoelhadas, que depois rastejam até uma porta de madeira. Rael é forçado a ir com eles e passa pro outro lado dessa porta. Do outro lado tem uma mesa com uma festa à luz de velas e depois disso, uma escada em espiral, que leva pra um lugar que não sabemos o que é. Tony Banks tocou piano elétrico, teclados e sintetizador. Phil Collins tocou bateria, percussão e fez backing vocals. Peter Gabriel cantou e tocou flauta. Steve Hackett tocou guitarra. Mike Rutherford tocou violão de 12 cordas, guitarra, baixo e fez backing vocals.
A letra:
There
is lambswool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
Gives
off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame to be
destroyed
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid
The
fleas cling to the golden fleece
Hoping they'll find peace
Each
thought and gesture are caught in celluloid
There's no hiding in
my memory
There's no room to void
The crawlers cover the floor in the red
ochre corridor
For my second sight of people, they've more
lifeblood than before
They're moving. in time to a heavy wooden
door
Where the needle's eye is winking, closing in on the poor
The carpet crawlers heed their
callers
We've got to get in to get out, ahhh
We've got to get
in to get out, ahhh
We've got to get in to get out
There's only one direction in the faces
that I see
It's upward to the ceiling, where the chambers said to
be
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every
tree
They are pulled up by the magnet, believing that they're
free
The carpet crawlers heed their
callers
We've got to get in to get out, ahhh
We've got to get
in to get out, ahhh
We've got to get in to get out...
Mild mannered supermen are held in
kryptonite
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their
bodies glowing bright
Through a door a harvest feast is lit by
candlelight
It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of
sight
The carpet crawlers heed their
callers:
We've got to get in to get out, ahhh
We've got to get
in to get out, ahhh
We've got to get in to get out...
The porcelain mannikin with shattered
skin fears attack
And The eager pack lift up their pitchers- the
carry all they lack
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out
through the crack
And the tickler takes his stickleback.
The carpet crawlers heed their
callers
We've got to get in to get out, ahhh
We've got to get
in to get out, ahhh
We've got to get in to get out...
We've got to get in to get out...
We've got to get in to get out...
We've got to get in to get out...
We've got to get in to get out...
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