There is a magic brown jacket
that hides a path out of this world
it greets you at the door
after you've climbed 72 steps to the queen's top floor
you pass deafening shouts screaming out of walls
you deem the drunken dragon back to his lovers of four
you run
you fight
you push time in favour of your plight
of going back to her
the quest of turning fear into a ghost
all, you shall pass
inside the magic brown jacket's corridor.