Go and open the gold door, 

maybe you will see a mass of yellow kits at Carrow Road. 

Go  and open  the  shamrock door,

maybe you will smell the fields of long , waving grass.

Go and open the egg shell door, 

Maybe you’ll be scared of the crashing wires. 

Go and open the oil door ,

maybe you’lll feel terror as you sit in the chair.