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[ The Doors' Complete Lyrics ] [ By Quiksilver ]
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[ Complete Listing Of The Doors' Lyrics - By: Quiksilver ]
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[ A Tribute To One Of The Greatest Bands Of All Time ]
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Being a dedicated Doors/Jim Morrison fan, I jumped at the opportunity to
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purchase a copy of "The Doors; The Complete Illustrated Lyrics", which
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contained excellent commentary on the doors, and their songs, along with
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the lyrics to all the songs on all the albums below, something I couldn't
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pass up. I figured I would compile all these songs together in text format,
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and share it with other users. For those who also admire The Doors and Jim
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Morrison's works, I highly recommend the book, it's worth the price.
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Below is a listing of all the albums covered, the songs on each album,
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and their respective author. There is a header at the top of each file
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naming the album it is found on, author, and the song name for convenience.
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Enjoy.
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Quiksilver [TGITM]
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- qsilver@west.darkside.com
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- underg!qsilver@uunet.uu.net
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[Album: The Doors]
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[1] - Break On Through.................................Jim Morrison
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[2] - Soul Kitchen.....................................Jim Morrison
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[3] - The Crystal Ship.................................Jim Morrison
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[4] - Twentieth Century Fox..............Robby Krieger/Jim Morrison
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[5] - Light My Fire......................Robby Krieger/Jim Morrison
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[6] - I Looked At You..................................Jim Morrison
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[7] - End Of The Night.................................Jim Morrison
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[8] - Take It As It Comes..............................Jim Morrison
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[9] - The End..........................................Jim Morrison
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[Album: Strange Days]
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[1] - Strange Days.....................................Jim Morrison
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[2] - You're Lost, Little Girl.........................Robby Krieger
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[3] - Love Me Two Times................................Robby Krieger
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[4] - Unhappy Girl.....................................Jim Morrison
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[5] - Horse Latitudes..................................Jim Morrison
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[6] - Moonlight Drive..................................Jim Morrison
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[7] - People Are Strange...............................Jim Morrison
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[8] - My Eyes Have Seen You............................Jim Morrison
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[9] - I Can't See Your Face............................Jim Morrison
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[10] - When The Music's Over............................Jim Morrison
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[11] - Hello, I Love You................................Jim Morrison
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[12] - Love Street......................................Jim Morrison
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[Album: Waiting For The Sun]
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[1] - Not To Touch The Earth...........................Jim Morrison
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[2] - Summer's Almost Gone.............................Jim Morrison
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[3] - Wintertime Love..................................Robby Krieger
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[4] - The Unknown Soldier..............................Jim Morrison
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[5] - Spanish Caravan..................................Robby Krieger
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[6] - My Wild Love.....................................Jim Morrison
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[7] - We Could Be So Good Together.....................Jim Morrison
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[8] - Yes The River Knows..............................Robby Krieger
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[9] - Five To One......................................Jim Morrison
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[Album: Soft Parade]
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[1] - Tell All The People..............................Robby Kriger
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[2] - Touch Me.........................................Robby Krieger
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[3] - Shaman's Blues...................................Jim Morrison
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[4] - Do It............................................Jim Morrison
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[5] - Easy Ride........................................Jim Morrison
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[6] - Wild Child.......................................Jim Morrison
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[7] - Runnin' Blues....................................Robby Krieger
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[8] - Wishful Sinful...................................Robby Krieger
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[9] - The Soft Parade..................................Jim Morrison
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[10] - Who Scared You?..................................Jim Morrison
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[Album: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe]
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[1] - Roadhouse Blues..................................Jim Morrison
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[2] - Waiting For The Sun..............................Jim Morrison
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[3] - You Make Me Real.................................Jim Morrison
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[4] - Peace Frog.......................................Jim Morrison
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[5] - Blue Sunday......................................Jim Morrison
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[6] - Ship Of Fools....................................Jim Morrison
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[7] - Land Ho!.........................................Jim Morrison
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[8] - The Spy..........................................Jim Morrison
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[9] - Queen Of The Highway.............................Jim Morrison
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[10] - Indian Summer....................................Jim Morrison
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[11] - Maggie M'Gill....................................Jim Morrison
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[Album: L.A. Woman]
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[1] - The Changeling...................................Jim Morrison
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[2] - Love Her Madly...................................Robby Krieger
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[3] - Been Down So Long................................Jim Morrison
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[4] - Cars Hiss By My Window...........................Jim Morrison
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[5] - L.A. Woman.......................................Jim Morrison
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[6] - L'America........................................Jim Morrison
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[7] - Hyacinth House...................................Jim Morrison
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[8] - The Wasp (Texas Radios And The Big Beat).........Jim Morrison
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[9] - Riders On The Storm..............................Jim Morrison
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[Album: The Doors In Concert]
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[1] - Love Hides.......................................Jim Morrison
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[2] - Build Me A Woman.................................Jim Morrison
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[3] - Universal Mind...................................Jim Morrison
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[4] - Break On Through #2 / Dead Cats, Dead Rats.......Jim Morrison
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[The Celebration Of The Lizard]
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[5] - Lions In The Street..............................Jim Morrison
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[6] - Wake Up..........................................Jim Morrison
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[7] - A Little Game....................................Jim Morrison
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[8] - The Hill Dweller.................................Jim Morrison
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[9] - Not To Touch The Touch...........................Jim Morrison
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[10] - Names Of The Kingdom.............................Jim Morrison
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[11] - The Palace Of Exile..............................Jim Morrison
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[12] - Gloria (Original Version By Van Morrison)........The Doors
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[13] - Light My Fire....................................Robby Krieger
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GraveYard Poem...................................Jim Morrison
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[14] - Texas Radio And The Big Beat #2..................Jim Morrison
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[15] - The End..........................................Jim Morrison
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[Album: An American Prayer]
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[1] - Awake Ghost Song.................................Jim Morrison
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Dawn's Highway.................................Jim Morrison
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Newborn Awakening..............................Jim Morrison
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[2] - To Come Of Age...................................Jim Morrison
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Black Polished Chrome Latino Chrome............Jim Morrison
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Angels And Sailors.............................Jim Morrison
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Stoned Immaculate..............................Jim Morrison
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[3] - The Movie........................................Jim Morrison
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Curses, Invocations............................Jim Morrison
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[4] - American Night...................................Jim Morrison
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Roadhouse Blues................................Jim Morrison
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The World On Fire..............................Jim Morrison
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Lament.........................................Jim Morrison
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The Hitchhiker.................................Jim Morrison
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[5] - An American Prayer...............................Jim Morrison
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[Album: The Doors]
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[Album....]: The Doors
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[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: Break On Through
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You know the day destroys the night
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Night divides the day
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Tried to run
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Tried to hide.
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Break on through to the other side
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Break on through to the other side
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Break on through to the other side
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We chased out pleasures here
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Dug our treasures there
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Can you still recall
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The time we cried?
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Break on through to the other side
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Break on through to the other side
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Break on through to the other side
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Ev'rybody loves my baby
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Ev'rybody loves my baby
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She gets, she gets
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She gets, she gets
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I found a island in your arms
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A country in your eyes
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Arms that chain
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Eyes that lie
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Break on through to the other side
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Break on through to the other side
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Break on through to the other side
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Made the scene from week to week
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Day to day, hour to hour
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The gate is straight
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Deep and wide
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Break on through to the other side
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Break on through to the other side
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Break on through to the other side
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Break on through, break on through
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Break on through, break on through
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Break, break
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Break, break
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Break
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[Album....]: The Doors
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[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: Soul Kitchen
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Well the clock says it's time to close now
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I guess I'd better go now
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I'd really like to stay here all night
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The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes
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Street lights shed their hollow glow
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Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
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Still one place to go
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Still one place to go
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Let me sleep all night in your soul kitcken
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Warm my mind near your gentle stove
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Turn me out and I'll wander, baby
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Stumbling in the neon groves
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Your fingers weave quick minarets
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Speak in secret alphabets
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I light another cigarette
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Learn to forget, learn to forget
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Learn to forget, learn to forget
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Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
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Warm my mind near your gentle stove
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Turn me out and I'll wander, baby
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Stumbling in the neon groves
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Well the clock says it's time to close now
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I guess I'd better go now, I know I have to go now
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I really want to stay here all night
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All night
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All night
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[Album....]: The Doors
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[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: The Crystal Ship
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Before you slip into unconsciousness
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I'd like to have another kiss
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Another flashing chance at bliss
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Another kiss
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Another kiss
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The days are bright and filled with pain
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Enclose me in your gentle rain
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The time you ran was too insane
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We'll meet again
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We'll meet again
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Oh tell me where your freedom lies
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The streets are fields that never die
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Deliver me from reasons why
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You'd rather cry
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I'd rather fly
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The crystal ship is being filled
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A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
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A million ways to spend your time
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When we get back
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I'll drop a line
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[Album....]: The Doors
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[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger and Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: Twentieth Century Fox
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Well, she's fashionably lean
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And she's fasionably late
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She'll never rank a scene
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She'll never bring a date
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But she's no drag
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Just watch the way she walks
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She's a twentieth century fox
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She's a twentieth century fox
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No tears, no fears
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No ruined years
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No clocks
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She's a twentieth century fox
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She's thw queen of cool
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And she's the lady who waits
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Since her mind left school
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It never hesitates
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She won't waste time
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On elementary talk
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'Cause she's a twentieth century fox
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She's a twentieth century fox
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Got the world locked up
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Inside a plastic box
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She's a twentieth century fox, yeah
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Twentieth century fox.
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Twentieth century fox, yeah
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She's a twentieth century fox
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[Album....]: The Doors
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[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger and Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: Light My Fire
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You know that it would be untrue
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You know that I would be a liar
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If I was to say to you
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Girl we couldn't get much higher
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Come on, baby, light my fire
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Come on, baby, light my fire
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Try to set the night on fire
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The time to hesitate is through
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No time to wallow in the mire
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Try now we can only lose
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And our love become a funeral pyre
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Come on, baby, light my fire
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Come on, baby, light my fire
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Try to set the night on fire
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The time to hesitate is through
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No time to wallow in the mire
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Try now we can only lose
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And out love become a funeral pyre
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Come on, baby, light my fire
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Come on, baby, light my fire
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Try to set the night on fire
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Try to set the night on fire
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Try to set the night on fire
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Try to set the night on fire
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[Album....]: The Doors
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[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: I looked at you
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I looked at you
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You looked at me
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I smiled at you
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You smiled at me
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And we're on our way
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No, we can't turn back, babe
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Yeah, we're on our way
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And we can't turn back
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'cause it's too late
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Too late, too late
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Too late, too late
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And we're on our way
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No, we can't turn back, babe
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Yeah, we're on our way
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And we can't turn back
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I walk with you
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You walk with me
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I talked to you
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You talked to me
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And we're on our way
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No, we can't turn back, babe
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Yeah, we're on out way
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And we can't turn back
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'cause it's too late
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Too late, too late
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Too late, too late
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And we're on our way
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No, we can't turn back, babe
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Yeah, we're on our way
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And we can't turn back
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'cause it's too late
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Too late, too late
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Too late, too late
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[Album....]: The Doors
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[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: End Of The Night
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Take the highway to the end of the night
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End of the night
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End of the night
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Take a journey to the bright midnight
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End of the night
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End of the night
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Realms of bliss
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Realms of light
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Some are born to sweet delight
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Some are born to sweet delight
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Some are born to the endless night
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End of the night
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End of the night
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End of the night
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End of the night
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Realms of bliss
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Realms of light
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Some are born to sweet delight
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Some are born to sweet delight
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Some are born to the endless night
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End of the night
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End of the night
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End of the night
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End of the night
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[Album....]: The Doors
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[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: Take it as it comes
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Time to live
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Time to lie
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Time to laugh
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Time to die
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Take it easy, baby
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Take it as it comes
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Don't move too fast if you want your love to last
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You've been movin' much too fast
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Time to walk
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Time to run
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Tume to aim your arrows
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At the sun
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Take it easy, baby
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Take it as it comes
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Don't move too fast if you want your love to last
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You've been movin' much to fast
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Go real slow
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You'll like it more and more
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Take it as it comes
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Specialize in havin' fun
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Take it easy, baby
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Take it as it comes
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Don't move to fast if you want your love to last
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Movin' much to fast
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Movin' much to fast
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[Album....]: The Doors
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[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: The End
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This is the end, beautiful friend
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This is the end, my only friend
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The end of our elaborate plans
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The end of ev'rything that stands
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The end
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No safety or surprise
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The end
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I'll never look into your eyes again
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Can you picture what will be
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So limitless and free
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Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
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In a desperate land
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Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
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And all the children are insane
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All the children are insane
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Waiting for the summer rain
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There's danger on the edge of town
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Ride the king's highway
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Weird scenes inside the goldmine
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Ride the highway west, baby
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Ride the snake
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Ride the snake
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To the lake
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To the lake
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The ancient lake, baby
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The snake is long
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Seven miles
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Ride the snake
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He's old
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And his skin is cold
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The West is the best
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The West is the best
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Get here and we'll do the rest
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The blue bus is calling us
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The blue bus is calling us
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Driver, where are you taking us?
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The killer awoke before dawn
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He put his boots on
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He took a face from the ancient gallery
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And he walked on down the hall
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He went to the room where his sister lived
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And then he paid a visit to his brother
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And then he walked on down the hall
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And he came to a door
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And he looked inside
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Father?
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Yes, son?
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I want to kill you
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Mother, I want to...
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Come on, baby, take a chance with us
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Come on, baby, take a chance with us
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Come on, baby, take a chance with us
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And meet me at the back of the blue bus
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This is the end, beautiful friend
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This is the end, my only friend
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The end
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It hurts to set you free
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But you'll never follow me
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The end of laughter and soft lies
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The end of nights we tried to die
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This is the end
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[Album: Strange Days]
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[Album....]: Strange Days
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[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: Strange Days
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Strange days have found us
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Strange days have tracked us down
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They're goin' to destroy our casual joys
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We shall go on playing or finding a new town
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Strange eyes fill strange rooms
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Voices will signal their tired end
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The hostess is grinning
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Her guests sleep from sinning
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Hear me talk of sin and you know this is it
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Strange days have found us
|
||
And through their strange hours
|
||
We linger alone
|
||
Bodies confused
|
||
Memories misused
|
||
As we run from the day
|
||
To a strange night of stone
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: You're Lost, Little Girl
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
You're lost, little girl
|
||
You're lost, little girl
|
||
You're lost
|
||
Tell me who are you
|
||
|
||
Think that you know what to do
|
||
Impossible yes
|
||
But it's true
|
||
|
||
I think that you know what to do
|
||
Yeah
|
||
Sure you know what to do
|
||
|
||
You're lost, little girl
|
||
You're lost, little girl
|
||
You're lost
|
||
Tell me who are you
|
||
|
||
Think that you know what to do
|
||
Impossible yes
|
||
But it's true
|
||
|
||
I think that you know what to do
|
||
Girl
|
||
Sure that you know what to do
|
||
|
||
You're lost, little girl
|
||
You're lost, little girl
|
||
You're lost
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: Love Me Two Times
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Love me two times, baby
|
||
Love me twice today
|
||
Love me two times, girl
|
||
I'm goin' away
|
||
|
||
Love me two times, girl
|
||
One for tommorrow
|
||
One just for today
|
||
Love me two times
|
||
I'm goin away
|
||
|
||
Love me one time
|
||
Could not speak
|
||
Love me one time
|
||
Yeah, my knees got weak
|
||
|
||
Love me two times, girl
|
||
Last me all through the week
|
||
Love me two times
|
||
I'm goin' away
|
||
Love mem two times
|
||
I'm goin' away
|
||
|
||
Love me one time
|
||
Could not speak
|
||
Love me one time
|
||
Yeah, my knees got weak
|
||
|
||
Love me two times, girl
|
||
Last me all through the week
|
||
Love me two times
|
||
I'm goin' away
|
||
Love me two times
|
||
I'm goin' away
|
||
|
||
Love me two times, baby
|
||
Love me twice today
|
||
Love me two times, girl
|
||
I'm goin' away
|
||
|
||
Love me two times, girl
|
||
One for tomorrow
|
||
One just for today
|
||
Love me two times
|
||
I'm goin' away
|
||
|
||
Love me two times, baby
|
||
Love me twice today
|
||
Love me two times, girl
|
||
I'm goin' away
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Unhappy Girl
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Unhappy girl
|
||
Left all alone
|
||
Playin' solitaire
|
||
Playin' warden to your soul
|
||
You are locked in a prison of your own device
|
||
And you can't believe what it does to me
|
||
To see you cryin'
|
||
|
||
Unhappy girl
|
||
Tear your web away
|
||
Saw thru all your bars
|
||
Melt your cell today
|
||
You are caught in a prison of your own device
|
||
|
||
Unhappy girl
|
||
Fly fast away
|
||
Don't miss your chance
|
||
To swim in mystery
|
||
You are dying in a prison of your own device
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Horse Latitudes
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
When the still sea conspires an armor
|
||
And ehr sullen and aborted
|
||
Currents breed tiny monsters
|
||
True sailing is dead
|
||
|
||
Awkward instant
|
||
And the first animal is jettisoned
|
||
Legs furiously pumping
|
||
Their stiff green gallop
|
||
And heads bob up
|
||
Poise
|
||
Delicate
|
||
Pause
|
||
Consent
|
||
In mute nostril agony
|
||
Carefully refined
|
||
And sealed over
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Moonlight Drive
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Let's swim to the moon
|
||
Uh huh
|
||
Let's climb thru the tide
|
||
Penetrate the evenin' that the city sleeps to hide
|
||
|
||
Let's swim out tonight, love
|
||
It's our turn to try
|
||
Parked beside the ocean
|
||
On our moonlight drive
|
||
|
||
Let's swim to the moon
|
||
Uh huh
|
||
Let's climb thru the tide
|
||
Surrender to the waiting worlds that lap against our side
|
||
|
||
Nothin' left open
|
||
And no time to decide
|
||
We've stepped into a river
|
||
On our moonlight drive
|
||
|
||
Let's swim to the moon
|
||
Let's climb thru the tide
|
||
You reach a hand to hold me
|
||
But I can't be your guide
|
||
|
||
Easy to love you as I watch you glide
|
||
Falling through wet forests
|
||
On our moonlight drive
|
||
Moonlight drive
|
||
|
||
C'mon baby gonna take a little ride
|
||
Down, down by the ocean side
|
||
Gonna get real close
|
||
Get real tight
|
||
Baby gonna drown tonight
|
||
Goin' down, down, down
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: People Are Strange
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
People are strange when you're a stranger
|
||
Faces look ugly when you're alone
|
||
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
|
||
Streets are uneven when you're down
|
||
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
Faces come out of the rain
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
No on remembers your name
|
||
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
|
||
People are strange when you're a stranger
|
||
Faces look ugly when you're alone
|
||
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
|
||
Streets are uneven when you're down
|
||
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
Faces come out of the rain
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
No one remembers your name
|
||
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
When you're strange
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: My Eyes Have Seen You
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
Stand in your door
|
||
Meet inside
|
||
Show me some more
|
||
Show me some more
|
||
Show me some more
|
||
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
Turn and stare
|
||
Fix your hair
|
||
Move upstairs
|
||
Move upstairs
|
||
Move upstairs
|
||
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
Free from disguise
|
||
Gazing on a city
|
||
Under television skies
|
||
Television skies
|
||
Television skies
|
||
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
My eyes have seen you
|
||
Eyes have seen you
|
||
Let them photograph your soul
|
||
Memorize your alleys
|
||
On an endless roll
|
||
Endless roll
|
||
Endless roll
|
||
Endless roll
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: I Can't See Your Face
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I can't see your face in my mind
|
||
I can't see your face in my mind
|
||
Carnival dogs consume the lines
|
||
Can't see your face in my mind
|
||
|
||
Don't you cry
|
||
Baby
|
||
Please don't cry
|
||
And don't look at me with your eyes
|
||
|
||
I can't seem to find the right lie
|
||
I can't seem to find the right lie
|
||
|
||
Insanity's horse adorns the sky
|
||
Can't seem to find the right lie
|
||
|
||
Carnival dogs consume the lines
|
||
Can't see your face in my mind
|
||
|
||
Don't you cry
|
||
Baby
|
||
Please don't cry
|
||
I won't need your picture
|
||
Until we say goodbye
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: When The Music's Over
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
When the music's over
|
||
When the music's over here
|
||
When the music's over
|
||
Turn out the lights
|
||
Turn out the lights
|
||
Turn out the lights
|
||
|
||
When the music's over
|
||
When the music's over
|
||
When the music's over
|
||
Turn out the lights
|
||
Turn out the lights
|
||
Turn out the lights
|
||
|
||
For the music is your special friend
|
||
Dance on fire as it intends
|
||
Music is your only friend
|
||
Until the end
|
||
Until the end
|
||
Until the end
|
||
|
||
Cancel my subscription to the resurrection
|
||
Send my credentials to the house of dentention
|
||
I got some friends inside
|
||
|
||
The face in the mirror won't stop
|
||
The girl in the window won't drop
|
||
A feast of friends alive she cried
|
||
Waiting for me outside
|
||
|
||
Before I sink into the big sleep
|
||
I want to hear
|
||
I want to hear
|
||
The scream of the butterfly
|
||
|
||
Come back, baby
|
||
Back into my arms
|
||
|
||
We're getting tired of hangin' around
|
||
Waiting around
|
||
Wit out heads to the ground
|
||
|
||
I hear a very gentle sound
|
||
Very near
|
||
Yet very far
|
||
Very soft
|
||
Yet very clear
|
||
Come today
|
||
Come today
|
||
|
||
What have they done to the earth?
|
||
What have they done to out fair sister?
|
||
|
||
Ravaged and plundered
|
||
And ripped her
|
||
And bit her
|
||
Stuck her with knives
|
||
In the side of the dawn
|
||
And tied her with fences
|
||
And dragged her down
|
||
|
||
I hear a very gentle sound
|
||
With your ear down to the ground --
|
||
We want the world and we want it,
|
||
We want the world and we want it, now
|
||
Now? NOW!
|
||
|
||
Persian night! Babe
|
||
See the light! Babe
|
||
Save us!
|
||
Jesus!
|
||
Save us!
|
||
|
||
So when the music's over
|
||
When the music's over, yeah
|
||
When the music's over, yeah
|
||
Turn out the light
|
||
Turn out the light
|
||
|
||
For the music is your special friend
|
||
Dance on fire as it intends
|
||
Music is your only friend
|
||
Until the end
|
||
Until the end
|
||
Until the end
|
||
|
||
So when the music's over
|
||
When the music's over, yeah
|
||
When the music's over, yeah
|
||
Turn out the light
|
||
Turn out the light
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Hello, I Love You
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Hello, I love you
|
||
Won't you tell me your name?
|
||
Hello, I love you
|
||
Let me jump in your game
|
||
Hell, I love you
|
||
Won't you tell me your name?
|
||
Hello, I love you
|
||
Let me jump in your game
|
||
|
||
She's walkin' down the street
|
||
Blind to ev'ry eye she meets
|
||
Do you think you'll be the guy
|
||
To make the queen of the angels sigh?
|
||
|
||
Hello, I love you
|
||
Won't you tell me your name?
|
||
Hello, I love you
|
||
Let me jump in your game
|
||
Hello, I love you
|
||
Won't you tell me your name?
|
||
Hello, I love you
|
||
Let me jump in your game
|
||
|
||
She holds her head so high
|
||
Like a statue in the sky
|
||
Her arms are wicked and her legs are long
|
||
When she moves my brain screams out this song
|
||
|
||
Sidewalk crouches at her feet
|
||
Like a dog that begs for something sweet
|
||
Do you hope to make her see you fool?
|
||
|
||
Do you hope to pluck this disky jewel?
|
||
Hello
|
||
Hello
|
||
Hello
|
||
Hello
|
||
Hello
|
||
Hello
|
||
Hello
|
||
Hello
|
||
I want you
|
||
I need you
|
||
Love
|
||
Love
|
||
Hello
|
||
Hello
|
||
Hello
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Strange Days
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Love Street
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
She lives on Love Street
|
||
Lingers long on Love Street
|
||
She has a house and garden
|
||
I would like to see what happens
|
||
|
||
She has robes and she has monkeys
|
||
Lazy diamond studded flunkies
|
||
She has wisdom and knows what to do
|
||
She has me and she has you
|
||
|
||
She has wisdom and knows what to do
|
||
She has me and she has you
|
||
|
||
She has wisdom and knows what to do
|
||
She has me and she has you
|
||
|
||
I see you live on Love Street
|
||
There's the store where the creatures meet
|
||
I wonder what they do in there
|
||
Summer Sunday and a year
|
||
I guess I like it fine, so far
|
||
|
||
She lives on Love Street
|
||
Lingers long on Love Street
|
||
She has a house and a garden
|
||
I would like to see what happens
|
||
|
||
La, la, la, la, la, la
|
||
La, la, la, la, la, la
|
||
La, la, la, la, la, la
|
||
La, la, la, la, la, la
|
||
La, la, la, la, la, la
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Not To Touch The Earth
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Not to touch the earth
|
||
Not the see the sun
|
||
Nothing left to do but run run run
|
||
Let's run
|
||
Let's run
|
||
|
||
House upon the hill
|
||
Moon is lying still
|
||
Shadows of the trees
|
||
Witnessing the wild breeze
|
||
Come on, baby, run with me
|
||
Let's run
|
||
|
||
Run with me
|
||
Run with me
|
||
Run with me
|
||
Let's run
|
||
|
||
The mansion is warm at the top of the hill
|
||
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
|
||
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
|
||
And you won't know a thing till you get inside
|
||
|
||
Dead President's corpse in the driver's car
|
||
The engine runs on glue and tar
|
||
Come on along, not goin' very far
|
||
To the East to meet the Czar
|
||
|
||
Run with me
|
||
Run with me
|
||
Run with me
|
||
Let's run
|
||
|
||
Some outlaws live by the side of a lake
|
||
The minister's daughter in love with the snake
|
||
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
|
||
Wake up, girl, we're almost home
|
||
We should see the gates by morning
|
||
We should be inside by evening
|
||
|
||
Sun, sun, sun
|
||
Burn, burn, burn
|
||
Soon, soon, soon
|
||
Moon, moon, moon
|
||
I will get you
|
||
Soon
|
||
Soon
|
||
Soon
|
||
I am the Lizard King
|
||
I can do anything
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Summer's Almost Gone
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Summer's almost gone
|
||
Summer's almost gone
|
||
Almost gone
|
||
Yeah
|
||
It's almost gone
|
||
|
||
Where will we be
|
||
When the summer's gone?
|
||
|
||
Morning found us calmly unaware
|
||
Noon burned gold into our hair
|
||
At night we swam the laughin' sea
|
||
|
||
When summer's gone
|
||
Where will we be?
|
||
Where will we be?
|
||
Where will we be?
|
||
|
||
Morning found us calmly unaware
|
||
Noon burned gold into our hair
|
||
At night we swam the laughin' sea
|
||
|
||
When summer's gone
|
||
Where will we be?
|
||
|
||
Summer's almost gone
|
||
Summer's almost gone
|
||
We had some good times
|
||
But they're gone
|
||
|
||
The winter's coming on
|
||
Summer's almost gone
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: Wintertime Love
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Wintertime winds blow cold this season
|
||
Fallin' in love I'm hopin' to be
|
||
Wind is so cold
|
||
Is that the reason
|
||
Keeping your warm, your hands touching me
|
||
|
||
Come with me
|
||
Dance, my dear
|
||
Winter's so cold this year
|
||
You are so warm
|
||
My wintertime love to be
|
||
|
||
Wintertime winds blue and freezin'
|
||
Comin' from the northern storms in the sea
|
||
Love has been lost
|
||
Is that the reason
|
||
Trying so desperately to be free
|
||
|
||
Come with me
|
||
Dance, my dear
|
||
Winter's so cold this year
|
||
You are so warm
|
||
My wintertime love to be
|
||
|
||
Come with me
|
||
Dance, my dear
|
||
Winter's so cold this year
|
||
You are so warm
|
||
My wintertime love to be
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Unknown Soldier
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Wait until the war is over
|
||
And we're both a little older
|
||
|
||
The unknown soldier
|
||
|
||
Breakfast where the news is read
|
||
Television children fed
|
||
Unborn, living
|
||
Living, dead
|
||
Bullet strikes the helmet's head
|
||
|
||
And it's all over for
|
||
the unknown soldier
|
||
It's all over for the unknown soldier
|
||
|
||
"Company, halt!"
|
||
|
||
"Present Arms"
|
||
|
||
Make a grave for the unknown soldier
|
||
Nestled in your hollow shoulder
|
||
|
||
The unknown soldier
|
||
|
||
Breakfast where the news is read
|
||
Television children fed
|
||
Unborn, living
|
||
Living, dead
|
||
Bullet strikes the helmet's head
|
||
|
||
It's all over
|
||
The war is over
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: Spanish Caravan
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Carry me
|
||
Caravan
|
||
Take me away
|
||
Take me to Portugal
|
||
Take me to Spain
|
||
Andalusia
|
||
With fields of grain
|
||
|
||
I have to see you
|
||
Again and again
|
||
Take me
|
||
Spanish caravan
|
||
Yes
|
||
I know you can
|
||
|
||
Tradewinds find galleons
|
||
Lost in the sea
|
||
I know where treasure
|
||
Is waiting for me
|
||
Silver and gold
|
||
In the mountains of Spain
|
||
|
||
I have to see you
|
||
Again and again
|
||
Take me
|
||
Spanish caravan
|
||
Yes
|
||
I know you can
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: My Wild Love
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
My wild love went riding
|
||
She rode all the day
|
||
She rode to the devil
|
||
And asked him to pay
|
||
|
||
The devil was wiser
|
||
It's time to repent
|
||
He asked her to give back
|
||
The money she spent
|
||
|
||
My wild love went riding
|
||
She rode to the sea
|
||
She gathered together
|
||
Some shells for her hair
|
||
|
||
She rode and she rode on
|
||
She rode for a while
|
||
Then stopped for an evening
|
||
And laid her head down
|
||
|
||
She rode on to Christmas
|
||
She rode to the farm
|
||
She rode to Japan
|
||
And re-entered a town
|
||
|
||
By this time the weather
|
||
Had changed one degree
|
||
She asked for the people
|
||
To let her go free
|
||
|
||
My wild love went riding
|
||
She rode for an hour
|
||
She rode and she rested
|
||
And then she rode on
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: We Could Be So Good Together
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
We could be so good together
|
||
Yeah, so good together
|
||
We could be so good together
|
||
Yeah, we could
|
||
I know we could
|
||
|
||
Tell you lies
|
||
I'll tell you wicked lies
|
||
Tell you lies
|
||
Tell you wicked lies
|
||
|
||
I tell you 'bout the world that we'll invite
|
||
Wanton world without lament
|
||
Enterprise, expedition
|
||
Invitation and invention
|
||
|
||
Yeah
|
||
So good together
|
||
Ah, so good together
|
||
We could be so good together
|
||
Yeah, we could
|
||
Know we could
|
||
|
||
We could be so good together
|
||
Yeah, we could
|
||
Know we could
|
||
|
||
We could be so good together
|
||
Yeah, we could
|
||
Know we could
|
||
|
||
We could be so good together
|
||
Yeah, so good together
|
||
We could be so good together
|
||
Yeah, we could
|
||
Know we could
|
||
|
||
Tell you lies
|
||
Tell you wicked lies
|
||
Tell you lies
|
||
Tell you wicked lies
|
||
|
||
The time you wait subtracts from joy
|
||
Beheads the angels you destroy
|
||
Angels fight
|
||
Angels cry
|
||
Angels dance and Angels die
|
||
|
||
We could be so good together
|
||
Yeah, so good together
|
||
We could be so good together
|
||
Yeah, we could
|
||
I know we could
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: Yes The River Knows
|
||
-------------------------------------------------------------------------<2D>
|
||
Please believe me
|
||
The river told me
|
||
Very softly
|
||
Want you to hold me
|
||
|
||
Free fall flow river, flow
|
||
On and on it goes
|
||
Breathe under water till the end
|
||
|
||
Free fall flow river, flow
|
||
On and on it goes
|
||
Breathe under water till the end
|
||
|
||
Yes the river knows
|
||
|
||
Please believe me
|
||
If you don't need me
|
||
I'm going
|
||
But I need a little time
|
||
|
||
I promissed I would drown myself
|
||
In mystic heated wine
|
||
|
||
Please believe me
|
||
The river told me
|
||
Very softly
|
||
Want to hold me
|
||
|
||
I'm going but I need a little time
|
||
I promissed I would down myself
|
||
In mystic heated wine
|
||
|
||
Free fall flow river, flow
|
||
On and on it goes
|
||
Breathe under water till the end
|
||
|
||
Free fall flow river, flow
|
||
On and on it goes
|
||
Breathe under water till the end
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Five To One
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Five to one, baby
|
||
One in five
|
||
No one here gets out alive
|
||
Now
|
||
You get yours, baby
|
||
I'll get mine
|
||
Gonna make it, baby
|
||
If we try
|
||
|
||
The old get old and the young get stronger
|
||
May take a week and it may take longer
|
||
They got the guns but we got the numbers
|
||
Gonna win
|
||
Yeah, we're takin' over
|
||
Come on
|
||
|
||
Your ballroom days are over, baby
|
||
Night is drawing near
|
||
Shadows of the evening crawl across the years
|
||
You walk across the floor with your flower in your hand
|
||
Trying to tell me no one understands
|
||
Trading your hours for a handful of dimes
|
||
Gonna make it, baby
|
||
In our prime
|
||
Get together one more time
|
||
|
||
Get together one more time
|
||
Get together one more time
|
||
Get together one more time
|
||
Get together one more time
|
||
|
||
Well c'mon honey
|
||
Get along home and wait for me
|
||
Baby, I'll be home in just a little while
|
||
Y'see, I gotta go out in this car with these people
|
||
And get fucked up
|
||
|
||
Get together one more time
|
||
Get together one more time
|
||
Get together one more time
|
||
Get together one more time
|
||
|
||
Love you girl
|
||
You're lookin' good
|
||
Lookin' real good
|
||
C'mon
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
|
||
[Album: Soft Parade]
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: Tell All The People
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Tell all the people that you see
|
||
Follow me
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
|
||
Tell all the people that you see
|
||
Set them free
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
|
||
You tell them they don't have to run
|
||
We're gonna pick up everyone
|
||
Come on, take me by the hand
|
||
Gonna busy all our troubles in the sand
|
||
Oh yeah
|
||
|
||
Can't you see the wonder at your feet
|
||
Your life's complete
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
Can't you see me growing, get your guns
|
||
The time has come
|
||
To follow me down
|
||
|
||
Follow me across the sea
|
||
Where milky babies seem to be molded flowing revelry
|
||
With the one that set them free
|
||
|
||
Tell all the people that you see
|
||
It's just me
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
|
||
Tell all the people that you see
|
||
Follow me
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
|
||
Tell all the people that you see
|
||
We'll be free
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
|
||
Tell all the people that you see
|
||
It's just me
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
|
||
Tell all the people that you see
|
||
Follow me
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
You got to follow me down
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
|
||
Tell all the people that you see
|
||
We'll be free
|
||
Follow me down
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: Touch Me
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon now
|
||
Touch me, babe
|
||
Can't you see that I am not afraid
|
||
What was that promise that you made
|
||
Why won't you tell me what she said
|
||
What was that promis that she made
|
||
|
||
Now I'm gonna love you till the heaven stops the rain
|
||
I'm gonna love you till the stars fall from the sky
|
||
For you and I
|
||
|
||
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon now
|
||
Touch me, baby
|
||
Can't you see that I am not afraid
|
||
What was that promise that you made
|
||
Why won't you tell me what she said
|
||
What was that promise that she made
|
||
|
||
I'm gonna love you till the heavens stop the rain
|
||
I'm gonna love you till the star fall from the sky
|
||
For you and I
|
||
|
||
I'm gonna love you till the heavens stop the rain
|
||
I'm gonna love you till the stars fall from the sky
|
||
For you and I
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Shaman's Blues
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
There will never be another one
|
||
Like you
|
||
There will never be another one who can
|
||
Do the things you do, Oh
|
||
Will you give another chance?
|
||
Will you try a little try?
|
||
Please stop and you'll remember
|
||
We were together
|
||
Anyway
|
||
|
||
All right!
|
||
|
||
And, if you have a certain evening
|
||
You could lend to me
|
||
I'll give it all right back to you
|
||
Know how it has to be, with you
|
||
I know your moods
|
||
And your mind
|
||
And your mind
|
||
And your mind
|
||
And your mind
|
||
And you're mine
|
||
|
||
Will you stop and think and wonder
|
||
Just wnat you'll see
|
||
Out on the train-yard
|
||
Nursing penitentiary
|
||
|
||
It's gone
|
||
I cry
|
||
Out long
|
||
|
||
Did you stop to consider
|
||
How it will feel,
|
||
Cold grindin' grizzly bear jaws
|
||
Hot on your heels
|
||
Do you often stop and whisper
|
||
In Saturday's shore
|
||
The whole world's a savior,
|
||
Who could ever ever ever ever ever ever
|
||
Ask for more?
|
||
|
||
Do you remember?
|
||
Will you stop
|
||
Will you stop, the pain?
|
||
|
||
There will never be another one
|
||
Like you
|
||
There will never be another one who can
|
||
Do the things you do, Oh
|
||
Will you give another chance?
|
||
Will you try a little try?
|
||
Please stop and you'll remember
|
||
We were together
|
||
Anyway
|
||
|
||
All right
|
||
|
||
How you must think and wonder
|
||
How I must feel
|
||
Out on the meadows
|
||
While you're on the field
|
||
|
||
I'm alone for you
|
||
And I cry
|
||
|
||
"He's sweatin', look at him... optical promise...
|
||
you'll be dead and in hell before I'm born...
|
||
sure thing...bridesmaid... the only solution.
|
||
Isn't it amazing?"
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Do It
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Yeah
|
||
Please me
|
||
Yeah
|
||
Please, baby
|
||
Please, please
|
||
|
||
Please, please, listen to me children
|
||
Please, please, listen to me children
|
||
Please, please, listen to me children
|
||
Please, please, listen to me children
|
||
You are the ones who will rule the world
|
||
|
||
Listen to me children
|
||
Listen to me children
|
||
Listen to me children
|
||
Please, please, listen to me children
|
||
You are the ones who will rule the world
|
||
|
||
You gotta please me
|
||
All night
|
||
|
||
Please, please, listen to me children
|
||
Said please, please, listen to me children
|
||
Please
|
||
Yeah, please me
|
||
I'm askin' you
|
||
|
||
Please, please, listen to me children
|
||
Please, please, listen to me children
|
||
Please, please, listen to me children
|
||
Please, my children
|
||
Please, children
|
||
Please
|
||
Children
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Easy Ride
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
And I know
|
||
It will be
|
||
An easy ride
|
||
And I know
|
||
It will be
|
||
An easy ride
|
||
|
||
The mask that you wore
|
||
My fingers would explore
|
||
The costume of control
|
||
Excitement soon unfolds
|
||
|
||
And I know
|
||
It will be
|
||
An easy ride
|
||
Joy fought vaguely
|
||
With your pride
|
||
With your pride
|
||
|
||
Like polished stone
|
||
Like polished stone
|
||
I see your eyes
|
||
Like burning glass
|
||
Like burning glass
|
||
I hear your smile
|
||
Smile babe
|
||
|
||
The mask that you wore
|
||
My fingers would explore
|
||
The costume of control
|
||
Excitement soon unfolds
|
||
|
||
And I know it will be
|
||
An easy ride
|
||
|
||
Coda queen -- be my bride
|
||
Rage in darkness by my side
|
||
Seize the summer in your pride
|
||
Take the winter in your stride
|
||
Let's ride
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Wild Child
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Wild child
|
||
Full of grace
|
||
Savior of the human race
|
||
Your cool face
|
||
|
||
Natural child
|
||
Terrible child
|
||
Not your mother's or your
|
||
Father's child
|
||
You're our child
|
||
Screamin' wild
|
||
|
||
(An ancient lunatic reigns in the trees of the night)
|
||
|
||
With hunger at her heels
|
||
And freedom in her eyes
|
||
She dances on her knees
|
||
Pirate prince at her side
|
||
Staring
|
||
Into
|
||
the hollow idol's eye
|
||
|
||
Wild child
|
||
Full of grace
|
||
Savior of the human race
|
||
Your cool face
|
||
Your cool face
|
||
Your cool face
|
||
|
||
(You remember when we were in Africa?)
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: Runnin' Blues
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Poor Otis dead and gone
|
||
Left me here to sing his song
|
||
Pretty little girl with the red dress on
|
||
Poor Otis dead and gonee
|
||
|
||
Back done, turn around slowly
|
||
Try it again
|
||
Remembering when it was easy
|
||
Try it again
|
||
Much to easy -- remembering when
|
||
|
||
All right, look at my shoes
|
||
Not quite the walkin' blues
|
||
Don't fight, too much to lose
|
||
Can't fight the runnin' blues
|
||
|
||
Well, I've got the runnin' blues
|
||
Runnin' away, back to L.A.
|
||
Go to find the dock on the bay
|
||
Maybe find it in L.A.
|
||
|
||
Runnin' scared, runnin' blue
|
||
Goin' so fast, what'll I do?
|
||
|
||
Well, I've got the runnin' blues
|
||
Runnin' away, back to L.A.
|
||
Got to find the dock on the bay
|
||
Maybe find it in L.A.
|
||
|
||
All right, look at my shoes
|
||
Not quite the walkin' blues
|
||
Don't fight, too much to lose
|
||
Can't fight the running' blues
|
||
|
||
Well, I've got the runnin' blues
|
||
Runnin' away, back to L.A.
|
||
Got to find the dock on the bay
|
||
Maybe find it in L.A.
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: Wishful Sinful
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Wishful Sinful
|
||
Water covers ev'rything in blue
|
||
Cooling water
|
||
|
||
Wishful sinful, our love is beautiful to see
|
||
I know where I would like to be
|
||
Right back where I came
|
||
|
||
Wishful sinful, wicked blue
|
||
Water covers you
|
||
Can't escape the blue
|
||
|
||
Magic rising
|
||
Sun is shining deep beneath the sea
|
||
But not enough for you and me and sunshine
|
||
|
||
Love to hear the wind cry
|
||
|
||
Wishful sinful, our love is beautiful to see
|
||
I know where I would like to be
|
||
Right back where I came
|
||
|
||
Wishful sinful, wicked blue
|
||
Water covers you
|
||
Wishful sinful wicked blue
|
||
Can't escape the blue
|
||
|
||
You and me and sunshine
|
||
Love to hear the wind cry
|
||
|
||
Wishful sinful, our love is beautiful to see
|
||
I know where I would like to be
|
||
Right back where I came
|
||
|
||
Wishful sinful, wicked blue
|
||
Water covers you
|
||
Can't escape the blue
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Soft Parade
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
When I was back there in seminary school
|
||
There was a person there
|
||
Who put forth the proposition
|
||
That you can petition the Lord with prayer
|
||
Petition the Lord with prayer
|
||
Petition the Lord with prayer
|
||
You cannot petition the Lord with prayer
|
||
|
||
Can you give me sanctuary
|
||
I must find a place to hide
|
||
A place for me to hide
|
||
Can you find me soft asylum
|
||
I can't make it any more
|
||
The man is at the door
|
||
|
||
Peppermint miniskirts, chocolate candy
|
||
Champion sax and a girl named Sandy
|
||
|
||
There's only four ways to get unraveled
|
||
One is to sleep and the other is to travel
|
||
|
||
One is a bandit up in the hills
|
||
One is to love your neighbor till
|
||
His wife gets homme
|
||
|
||
Catacombs, nursery bones
|
||
Winter women growing stones
|
||
(Carrying babies to the river)
|
||
|
||
Streets and shoes, avenues
|
||
Leather riders selling news
|
||
|
||
(The monk bought lunch)
|
||
|
||
Successful hills are here to stay
|
||
Everything must be this way
|
||
Gentle street where people play
|
||
Welcome to the soft parade
|
||
|
||
All our lives we sweat and save
|
||
Building for a shallow grave
|
||
Must be something else we say
|
||
Somehow to defend this place
|
||
(Everything must be this way, everything must be this way.)
|
||
|
||
The soft parade has now begun
|
||
Listen to the engines hum
|
||
People out to have some fun
|
||
A cobra on my left
|
||
Leopard on my right
|
||
|
||
Deer woman in a silk dress
|
||
Grils with beads about their necks
|
||
Kiss the hunter of the green vest
|
||
Who has wrestled before
|
||
With lions in the night
|
||
|
||
Out of sight
|
||
|
||
The lights are getting brighter
|
||
The radio is moaning
|
||
Calling to the dogs
|
||
There are still a few animals
|
||
Left out in the yard
|
||
But it's getting harder
|
||
To describe
|
||
Sailors
|
||
To the underfed
|
||
|
||
Tropic corridor
|
||
Tropic treasure
|
||
What got us this far
|
||
To this mild Equator
|
||
We need someone or something new
|
||
Something else to get us through
|
||
|
||
Calling on the dogs
|
||
Calling on the dogs
|
||
Calling on the dogs
|
||
Calling in the dogs
|
||
Calling all the dogs
|
||
Calling on the gods
|
||
|
||
Meet me at the crossroads
|
||
Meet me at the edge of town
|
||
Outskirts of the city
|
||
Just you and I
|
||
And the evening sky
|
||
You'de better come alone
|
||
You'd better bring your gun
|
||
We're gonna have some fun
|
||
|
||
When all else fails
|
||
We can whip the horses' eyes
|
||
And make them sleep
|
||
And cry....
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Soft Parade
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Who Scared You?
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Who scared you, why were you born, my babe
|
||
Into time's arms with all your charms, my love
|
||
Why where you born, just to play with me
|
||
To freak out or to be beautiful, my dear
|
||
|
||
Load your head, blow it up, feeling good, baby
|
||
Load your head, blow it up, feeling good, baby
|
||
|
||
Well, my room is so cold you know you don't have to go, my babe
|
||
And if you warm it up right, I'm gonna love you tonight, my love
|
||
Well, I'm glad that we came, I hope you're feeling the same
|
||
Who scared you and why were you born, please stay
|
||
|
||
I see a rider coming down the road
|
||
Got a burden carrying a heavy load
|
||
One save of silver and one bag of gold
|
||
|
||
[Album: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe]
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: RoadHouse Blues
|
||
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|
||
Keep your eyes on the road
|
||
You hands upon the wheel
|
||
Keep you eyes on the road
|
||
You hands upon the wheel
|
||
Yeah, we're goin' to the roadhouse
|
||
Gonna have a real good time
|
||
|
||
Yeah, in back of the roadhouse
|
||
They got some bungalows
|
||
Yeah, in back of the roadhouse
|
||
They got some bungalows
|
||
And that's for the people
|
||
Who like to go down slow
|
||
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll
|
||
Let it roll
|
||
All night long
|
||
|
||
Ashen lady
|
||
Ashen lady
|
||
Give up your vows
|
||
Give up your vows
|
||
|
||
Save our city
|
||
Save our city
|
||
Right now
|
||
|
||
When I woke up this mornin'
|
||
I got myself a beer
|
||
When I woke up this mornin'
|
||
I got myself a beer
|
||
The future's uncertain
|
||
And the end is always near
|
||
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll
|
||
Let it roll
|
||
All night long
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Waiting For The Sun
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
At first flash of Eden we raced down to the sea
|
||
Standing there on freedom's shore
|
||
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
|
||
Can't you feel it, now that spring has come
|
||
That it's time to live in the scattered sun
|
||
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
|
||
This is the strangest life I've ever known
|
||
|
||
Can't you feel it, now that spring has come
|
||
That it's time to live in the scattered sun
|
||
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
Waiting for the sun
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: You Make Me Real
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I really want you
|
||
Really do
|
||
Really need you, baby
|
||
God knows I do
|
||
'Cause I'm not real enough without you
|
||
Oh, what can I do?
|
||
|
||
You make me real
|
||
You make me feel
|
||
Like lovers feel
|
||
|
||
I really want you
|
||
Really do
|
||
Really need you, baby
|
||
Really do
|
||
I'm not real enough without you
|
||
Oh, what can I do?
|
||
|
||
You make me real
|
||
Only you, baby
|
||
Have that appeal
|
||
|
||
So let me slide in your tender sunken sea
|
||
Make me free, love
|
||
Make me free
|
||
|
||
Make me free
|
||
You make me real
|
||
You make me feel
|
||
Like lovers feel
|
||
|
||
You make me throw away mistaken misery
|
||
Make me free, love
|
||
Make me free
|
||
|
||
Make me free
|
||
You make me free
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Peace Frog
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
There's blood in the streets it's up to my ankles
|
||
Blood in the streets it's up to my knee
|
||
Blood in the streets of the town of Chicago
|
||
Blood on the rise, it's following me
|
||
|
||
Just about the break of day
|
||
She came, then she drove away
|
||
Sunlight in her hair
|
||
|
||
Blood on the streets runs a river of sadness
|
||
Blood in the streets, it's up to my thigh
|
||
The river runs down the legs of the city
|
||
The women are crying red rivers of weeping
|
||
|
||
She came in town and then she drove away
|
||
Sunlight in her hair
|
||
|
||
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
|
||
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile egg-shell mind
|
||
|
||
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
|
||
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
|
||
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
|
||
Bloody red sun of phantastic L.A.
|
||
|
||
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
|
||
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
|
||
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
|
||
|
||
There's blood in the streets it's up to my ankles
|
||
Blood in the streets it's up to my knee
|
||
Blood in the streets of the town of Chicago
|
||
Blood on the ride, it's following me
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Blue Sunday
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I found my own true love
|
||
Was on a blue sunday
|
||
She looked at me and told me
|
||
I was the only one in the world
|
||
Now I have found my girl
|
||
My girl awaits for me in tender time
|
||
My girl is mine
|
||
She is the world
|
||
She is my girl
|
||
|
||
My girl awaits for me in tender time
|
||
My girl is mine
|
||
She is the world
|
||
She is my girl
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Ship Of Fools
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
The human race was dying out
|
||
No one left to scream and shout
|
||
People walking on the moon
|
||
Smog will get you pretty soon
|
||
|
||
Ev'ryone was hangin' out
|
||
Hangin' up and hangin' down
|
||
Hangin' in and holdin' fast
|
||
Hope our little world will last
|
||
|
||
Along came Mister Goodtrips
|
||
Looking for a new ship
|
||
Come on, people, better climb on board
|
||
Come on, baby, now we're going home
|
||
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
|
||
The human race was dying out
|
||
No one left to scream and shout
|
||
People walking on the moon
|
||
Smog gonna get you pretty soon
|
||
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
|
||
Yeah, climb on board
|
||
Ship's gonna leave y'all behind
|
||
Climb on board
|
||
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
Ship of fools
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Land Ho!
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Grandma loved a sailor who sailed the frozen sea
|
||
Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee
|
||
He said "Son, I'm goin' crazy from livin' on the land
|
||
Got to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sands"
|
||
|
||
This old man was graceful, with silver in his smile
|
||
He smoked a briar pipe and he walked our country miles
|
||
Sining songs of shady sisters and old time liberty
|
||
Songs of love and songs of death and songs to set men free
|
||
|
||
I've got three ships and sixty men
|
||
A course for ports unread
|
||
I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow
|
||
Till half of us are dead
|
||
|
||
Land ho
|
||
|
||
Well, if I get my hands on a dollar bill
|
||
Gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill
|
||
If I get my hands on a number five
|
||
Gonna skin that little girl alive
|
||
|
||
If I get my hands on a number two
|
||
Come back home and marry you
|
||
Marry you
|
||
Marry you
|
||
All right
|
||
|
||
Land ho
|
||
Land ho
|
||
Land ho
|
||
Land ho
|
||
Land ho
|
||
Land ho
|
||
Land ho
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Spy
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I'm a spy in the house of love
|
||
I know the dream that you're dreamin' of
|
||
I know the word that you long to hear
|
||
I know your deepest secret fear
|
||
|
||
I'm a spy in the house of love
|
||
I know the dream that you're dreamin' of
|
||
I know the word that you long to hear
|
||
I know your deepest secret fear
|
||
|
||
I know ev'rything
|
||
Ev'rything you do
|
||
Ev'rywhere you go
|
||
Ev'ryone you know
|
||
|
||
I'm a spy in the house of love
|
||
I know the dream that you're dreamin' of
|
||
I know the word that you long to hear
|
||
I know your deepest secret fear
|
||
|
||
I know your deepest secret fear
|
||
I know your deepest secret fear
|
||
I'm a spy
|
||
I can see you
|
||
What you do
|
||
And I know
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Queen Of The HighWay
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
She was a princess
|
||
Queen of the highway
|
||
Sign on the road said
|
||
"Take us to Madre."
|
||
No one could save her
|
||
Save the blind tiger
|
||
He was a monster
|
||
Black dressed in leather
|
||
|
||
She was a princess
|
||
Queen of the highway
|
||
|
||
Now they are wedded
|
||
She is a good girl
|
||
Naked as children
|
||
Out in the meadow
|
||
Naked as children
|
||
Wild as can be
|
||
Soon to have offspring
|
||
Start it all over
|
||
Start it all over
|
||
|
||
American boy
|
||
American girl
|
||
Most beautiful people in the world
|
||
Son of a frontier Indian swirl
|
||
Dancing thru the midnight whirl-pool
|
||
Formless
|
||
Hope it can continue a little while longer
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Indian Summer
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I love you the best
|
||
Better than all the rest
|
||
I love you the best
|
||
Better than all the rest
|
||
That I meet in the summer
|
||
Indian summer
|
||
That I meet in the summer
|
||
Indian summer
|
||
|
||
I love you the best
|
||
Better than all the rest
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: Morrison Hotel/Hard Rock Cafe
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Maggie M'Gill
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Miss Maggie M'Gill she lived on a hill
|
||
Her daddy got drunk and left her no will
|
||
So she went down to "Tangie Town."
|
||
People down there really like to get it on
|
||
|
||
Now, if you're sad and you're feelin' blue
|
||
Go out and buy a new pair of shoes
|
||
And you go down, down to "Tangi Town"
|
||
The people down there really like to get it on
|
||
Get it on
|
||
|
||
Illegitimate son of a rock and roll star
|
||
Illegitimate son of a rock and roll star
|
||
Mom met Dad in the back of a rock n' roll car
|
||
Yeah
|
||
|
||
Well, I'm an old blues man and I think that you understand
|
||
I've been singing the blues ever since the world began
|
||
|
||
Maggie
|
||
Maggie
|
||
Maggie M'Gill
|
||
Roll on
|
||
Roll on
|
||
Maggie M'Gill
|
||
|
||
Maggie
|
||
Maggie
|
||
Maggie M'Gill
|
||
Roll on
|
||
Roll on
|
||
Maggie M'Gill
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
|
||
[Album: L.A. Woman]
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Changeling
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I live uptown
|
||
I live down-town
|
||
I live all around
|
||
|
||
I had money
|
||
I had none
|
||
I had money
|
||
I had none
|
||
But I never been so broke that I couldn't leave town
|
||
|
||
I'm a changeling
|
||
See me change
|
||
I'm a changeling
|
||
See me change
|
||
|
||
I'm the air you breathe
|
||
Food you eat
|
||
Friends you greet
|
||
In the swarming street
|
||
|
||
See me change
|
||
See me change
|
||
|
||
I live uptown
|
||
I live down-town
|
||
I live all around
|
||
|
||
I had money, yeah
|
||
I had none
|
||
I had money, yeah
|
||
I had none
|
||
But I never been so broke that I Couldn't leave town
|
||
|
||
I'm the air you breathe
|
||
Food you eat
|
||
Friends you greet
|
||
In the swarming street
|
||
|
||
See me change
|
||
See me change
|
||
|
||
I'm leaving town
|
||
On the midnight train
|
||
Gonna see me change change change
|
||
|
||
Change, change, change
|
||
Change, change, change
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger
|
||
[Title....]: Love Her Madly
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Don't you love her madly
|
||
Don't you need her badly
|
||
Don't you love her ways
|
||
Tell me what you say
|
||
Don't you love her madly
|
||
Want to be her daddy
|
||
Don't you love her face
|
||
Don't you love her as she's walking out the door
|
||
Like she did one thousand times before
|
||
Don't you love her ways
|
||
Tell me what you say
|
||
Don't you love her as she's walking out the door
|
||
|
||
All your love, all your love
|
||
All your love, all your love
|
||
All you love is gone
|
||
So sing a lonely song
|
||
Of a deep blue dream
|
||
Seven horses seem
|
||
To be on the mark
|
||
|
||
Yeah, don't you love her
|
||
Don't you love her as she's walking out the door
|
||
|
||
All your love, all your love
|
||
All your love, all your love
|
||
All your love is gone
|
||
So sing a lonely song
|
||
Of a deep blue dream
|
||
Seven horses seem
|
||
To be on the mark
|
||
|
||
Don't you love her madly
|
||
Don't you love her madly
|
||
Don't you love her madly
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Been Down So Long
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Well, I been down so god-damn long
|
||
That it looks like up to me
|
||
Well, I been down so very damn long
|
||
That it looks like up to me
|
||
Now, why don't one of you people
|
||
C'mon and set me free?
|
||
|
||
I said warden, warden, warden
|
||
Won't you break your lock and key
|
||
I said warden, warden, warden
|
||
Won't you break your lock and key
|
||
Hey, come along here, mister
|
||
C'mon and let the poor boy be
|
||
|
||
Baby, baby, baby
|
||
Won't you get down on your knees
|
||
Baby, baby, baby
|
||
Won't you get down on your knees
|
||
C'mon little darlin'
|
||
C'mon and give your love to me
|
||
Oh, yeah
|
||
|
||
Well, I been down so god-damn long
|
||
That it looks like up to me
|
||
Well, I been down so very damn long
|
||
That it looks like up to mee
|
||
Now why don't one of you people
|
||
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
|
||
And set me free!
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Cars Hiss By My Window
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
The cars hiss by my window
|
||
Like the waves down on the beach
|
||
The cars hiss by my window
|
||
Like the waves down on the beach
|
||
I got this girl beside me
|
||
But she's out of reach
|
||
|
||
Headlights thru my window
|
||
Shining on the wall
|
||
Headlights thru my window
|
||
Shining on the wall
|
||
Can't hear my baby
|
||
Tho' I call and call
|
||
|
||
Window started tremblin'
|
||
With those sonic booms
|
||
Window started to tremble
|
||
With those sonic boom, boom
|
||
A cold girl'll kill you
|
||
In a darkened room
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
|
||
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
|
||
Wherre the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows
|
||
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light?
|
||
Or just another lost angel
|
||
|
||
City of night
|
||
City of night
|
||
City of night
|
||
City of night
|
||
|
||
L.A. woman, L.A. woman
|
||
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
|
||
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
|
||
|
||
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
|
||
Drive thru your suburbs
|
||
Into your blues
|
||
Into your blues
|
||
Into your blue, blue, blues
|
||
Into your blues
|
||
|
||
I see your hair is burning
|
||
Hills are filled with fire
|
||
If they say I never loved you
|
||
You know they are a liar
|
||
|
||
Drivin' down your freeway
|
||
Midnight alleys roam
|
||
Cops in cars, the topless bars
|
||
Never saw a woman so alone
|
||
So alone, so alone, so alone
|
||
|
||
Motel money
|
||
Murder madness
|
||
Let's change the mood
|
||
From glad to sadness
|
||
|
||
Mister Mojo risin'
|
||
Mister Mojo risin'
|
||
Mister Mojo risin'
|
||
Mister Mojo risin'
|
||
Go to keep on risin'
|
||
|
||
Mister Mojo risin'
|
||
Mister Mojo risin'
|
||
Mojo risiin'
|
||
Got the Mojo risin'
|
||
Mister Mojo risin'
|
||
Got to keep on risin'
|
||
Risin' risin'
|
||
Risin' risin'
|
||
Risin' risin'
|
||
Risin' risin'
|
||
Risin' risin'
|
||
|
||
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
|
||
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
|
||
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows
|
||
Aer you a lucky little lady in the city of light?
|
||
Or just another lost angel
|
||
|
||
City of night
|
||
City of night
|
||
City of night
|
||
City of night
|
||
|
||
L.A. woman, L.A. woman
|
||
L.A. woman
|
||
You're my woman
|
||
|
||
L.A. woman, L.A. woman
|
||
She's my woman
|
||
L.A. woman
|
||
|
||
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|
||
[Album....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: L'America
|
||
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|
||
I took a trip down to L'America
|
||
To trade some beads for a pint of gold
|
||
I took a trip down to L'America
|
||
To trade some beads for a pint of gold
|
||
|
||
L'America, L'America
|
||
L'America, L'America
|
||
L'America, L'America
|
||
|
||
C'mon people, don't you look so down
|
||
You know the rainman's comin' to town
|
||
He'll change your weather
|
||
He'll change your luck
|
||
Then he'll teach you how to find yourself
|
||
L'America
|
||
|
||
Friendly strangers came to town
|
||
All the people put them down
|
||
But the women loved their ways
|
||
Come again some other day
|
||
Like the gentle rain
|
||
Like the gentle rain that falls
|
||
|
||
I took a trip down to L'America
|
||
To trade some beads for a pint of gold
|
||
I took a trip down to L'America
|
||
To trade some beads for a pint of gold
|
||
|
||
L'America, L'America
|
||
L'America, L'America
|
||
L'America, L'America
|
||
L'America
|
||
|
||
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|
||
[Album....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Hyacinth House
|
||
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|
||
What are theyt doing in the Hyacinth house
|
||
What are they doing in the Hyacinth house
|
||
To please the lions this day?
|
||
|
||
I need a brand new friend who doesn't bother me
|
||
I need a brand new friend who doesn't trouble me
|
||
I need someone
|
||
Who doens't need me
|
||
|
||
I see the bathroom is clear,
|
||
I think that somebody's near
|
||
I'm sure that someone is following me
|
||
Oh, yeah
|
||
|
||
Why did you throw the Jack-of-Hearts away?
|
||
Why did you throw the Jack-of-Hearts away?
|
||
Is was the only card in the deck that I had left to play
|
||
|
||
And I'll say it again
|
||
I need a brand new friend
|
||
And I'll say it again
|
||
I need a brand new friend
|
||
And I'll say it again
|
||
I need a brand new friend
|
||
The end
|
||
|
||
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|
||
[Album....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Wasp (Texas Radio And The Big Beat)
|
||
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|
||
I want to tell you about Texas Radio and the big beat
|
||
It comes out of the Virginia swamps
|
||
Cool and slow, with precision, with a back beat
|
||
Narrow and hard to master
|
||
Some call it heavenly in its brilliance
|
||
Others, mean and rueful of the Western dream
|
||
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
|
||
We have contructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
|
||
This is the land where the Pharaoh died
|
||
|
||
The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered
|
||
And they are saying
|
||
"Forget the night! Live with us in forest of azure
|
||
Out here on the perimeter, there are no stars
|
||
Out here we is stoned--immaculate"
|
||
|
||
Listen to this I'll tell you about the heataches,
|
||
I'll tell you about the heartaches and the loss of God
|
||
I'll tell you about the hopeless night
|
||
The meager food the souls forgot
|
||
Tell you about the maiden with wrought iron soul
|
||
|
||
I'll tell you this
|
||
No eternal reward can forgive us now
|
||
For wasting the dawn
|
||
|
||
I'll tell you about Texas Radio and the big beat
|
||
Soft-driven, slow and mad like some new language
|
||
|
||
Now listen to this I'll tell you about Texas
|
||
I'll tell you about Texas Radio
|
||
I'll tell you about the hopeless night
|
||
The wanderin' the Western dream
|
||
Tell you about the maiden with wrought iron soul
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: L.A. Woman
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Riders On the Storm
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Riders on the storm
|
||
Riders on the storn
|
||
Into this house we're born
|
||
Into this world we're thrown
|
||
Like a dog without a bone
|
||
An actor out on loan
|
||
Riders on the storm
|
||
|
||
There's a killer on the road
|
||
His brain is squirming like a toad
|
||
Take a long holiday
|
||
Let your children play
|
||
If you give this man a ride
|
||
Sweet family will die
|
||
Killer on the road
|
||
|
||
Girl you gotta love your man
|
||
Girl you gotta love your man
|
||
Take him by the hand
|
||
Make him understand
|
||
The world on you depends
|
||
Our like will never end
|
||
You gotta love your man
|
||
|
||
Riders on the storm
|
||
Riders on the storm
|
||
Into this house we're born
|
||
Into this world we're thrown
|
||
Like a dog without a bone
|
||
An actor out on loan
|
||
Riders on the storm
|
||
|
||
Riders on the storm
|
||
Riders on the storm
|
||
Riders on the storm
|
||
Riders on the storm
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Love Hiders
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Love hides in the strangest places
|
||
Love hides in familiar faces
|
||
Love comes when you least expect it
|
||
Love hides in narrow corners
|
||
Love comes for those who seek it
|
||
Love hides inside the rainbow, yeah
|
||
Love hides in molecular structures, yeah
|
||
Love is the answer
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Build Me A Woman
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Give me witness, darling
|
||
I need witness, babe
|
||
|
||
I got the poon-tang blues
|
||
I got the poon-tang blues
|
||
Top of my head down to the bottom of my cowboy shoes alright
|
||
|
||
Build me a woman, make her ten feet tall
|
||
You gotta build me a woman, make her ten feet tall
|
||
Don't make her ugly, don't make her...oh, small
|
||
I'm a Sunday trucker Christian motherfucker
|
||
I'm a three-eyed boy lookin for a twelve-toed girl
|
||
|
||
You gotta build me a woman, make her ten feet tall
|
||
Build me a woman, make her ten feet tall
|
||
Don't make her ugly, don't her small
|
||
Build me someone I can ball all...night long
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Universal Mind
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
I was going time in the univeral mind
|
||
I was feeling fine
|
||
I was turning keys, I was setting people free
|
||
I was doing alright
|
||
|
||
Then you came alongf with a suitcase and a song
|
||
Turned my head around
|
||
Now I'm so alone, just looking for a home in every face I see
|
||
I'm the freedom man, I'm the freedom man
|
||
I'm the freedom man, that's how lucky I am
|
||
|
||
I was doing time in the universal mind
|
||
I was feeling fine
|
||
I was turning keys, I was setting people free
|
||
I was doing alright
|
||
|
||
Then you came along with a suitcase and a song
|
||
Turned my head around
|
||
Now I'm so alone, just looking for a home in every face I see
|
||
I'm the freedom man
|
||
|
||
I was doing time in the universal mind
|
||
I was feeling fine
|
||
I was turning keys, I was setting people free
|
||
I was doing alright
|
||
|
||
Then you came along with a suitcase and a song
|
||
Turned my head around
|
||
Now I'm so alone, just looking for a home in every face I see
|
||
I'm the freedom man, yeah, that's how lucky I am
|
||
I'm the freedom man, I'm the freedom man
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Break On Through #2 / Dead Cats, Dead Rats
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
When I was back there in seminary school
|
||
There was a person there who put forth the proposition
|
||
That you can petition the Lord with prayer
|
||
Petition the Lord with prayer
|
||
Petition the Lord with prayer
|
||
You cannot petition the Lord with prayer
|
||
|
||
Dead cats, dead rats, did you see what they were at, alright
|
||
Dead cat in a tophat
|
||
|
||
Sucking on a young man's blood
|
||
Wishing he would come, yeah
|
||
Sucking on a soldier's brain
|
||
Wishing it would be the same
|
||
|
||
Dead cat, dead rat, did you see what they were at
|
||
Fat cat in a tophat
|
||
Thinks he's an aristocrat
|
||
Thinks he can kill and slaughter
|
||
Thinks he can shoot my daughter
|
||
|
||
Yeah, right...oh yeah...alright...yeah
|
||
Dead cats, dead rats, think you're an aristocrat
|
||
Crap...ah, that's crap
|
||
|
||
You know the day destroys the night
|
||
Night divides the day
|
||
Tried to run, tried to hide
|
||
Break on through to the other side
|
||
Break on through to the other side
|
||
Break on through to the other side
|
||
|
||
Chased our pleasures here
|
||
Dug our treasures there
|
||
Can you still recall the time we cried
|
||
Break on through to the other side
|
||
Break on through to the other side
|
||
Break on through
|
||
|
||
Everybody loves my baby
|
||
Everybody loves my baby
|
||
She gets high
|
||
She gets high
|
||
She gets high
|
||
|
||
I found an island in your arms
|
||
Country in your eyes
|
||
Arms that chained us, eyes that lied
|
||
Break on through to the other side
|
||
Break on through to the other side
|
||
Break on through, yeah...alright
|
||
|
||
Yeah, made the scene week to week
|
||
Day to day, hour to hour
|
||
Gate is straight, deep and wide
|
||
Break on through to the other side
|
||
Break on through to the other side
|
||
|
||
Break on through, break on through
|
||
Break on through, break on through
|
||
|
||
[Album: The Doors In Concert]
|
||
[The Celebration Of The Lizard]
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Celebration Of The Lizard: Lions In The Street
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Lions in the street and roaming
|
||
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
|
||
A beast caged in the heart of the city
|
||
|
||
The body of his mother rotting in the summer ground
|
||
He fled the town
|
||
Went down South and crossed the border
|
||
Left the chaos and disoder
|
||
Back there over his shoulder
|
||
|
||
One morning he aweoke in a green hotel
|
||
With a strange creature groaning beside him
|
||
Sweat oozed from its shiny skin
|
||
|
||
Is everybody in?
|
||
The ceremony is about th begin!
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Celebration Of The Lizard: Wake Up
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Wake up!
|
||
You can't remember where it was
|
||
Had this dream stopped?
|
||
|
||
The snake was pale cold, glazed and shrunken
|
||
We were afraid to touch it
|
||
Thee sheets were hot dead prisons
|
||
|
||
And she was beside me, old she's known, young
|
||
Her dark red hair, the white soft skin
|
||
|
||
Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom
|
||
Look! She's coming in here
|
||
I can't live through each slow century of her moving
|
||
I let my cheek slide down the cool smooth tile
|
||
Feel the good cold stinging blood
|
||
The smooth hissing snakes of rain
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Celebration Of The Lizard: A Little Game
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Once I had a little game
|
||
I likedd to crawl back in my brain
|
||
I think you know the game I mean
|
||
I mean the game called "Go insane"
|
||
|
||
Now you should try this little game
|
||
Just close your eyes, forget your name
|
||
Forget the world, forget the people
|
||
And we'll erect a different steeple
|
||
|
||
This little game is fun to do
|
||
Just close your eyes, no way to lose
|
||
And I'm right here, I'm going too
|
||
Release control, we're breaking through
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Celebration Of The Lizard: The Hill Dweller
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Way back deep into the brain
|
||
Way back past the realm of pain
|
||
Back where there's never any rain
|
||
And the rain falls gently on the town
|
||
And over the heads of all of us
|
||
|
||
And in the labyrinth of streams beneath the
|
||
Quiet unearthly presence of
|
||
Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around
|
||
Reptiles abounding
|
||
Fossils, caves, cool air heights
|
||
|
||
Each house repeats a mold
|
||
Windows rolled
|
||
A beast locked in against morning
|
||
All now sleeping
|
||
Rugs silent, mirrors vacant
|
||
Dust blinds under the beds of lawful couples
|
||
Wound in sheets
|
||
And daughters, smug with semen
|
||
Eyes in their nipples
|
||
|
||
Wait! There's been a slaughter here
|
||
|
||
Don't stop to speak or look around
|
||
Your gloves and fan are on the ground
|
||
We're getting out of town
|
||
We're going on the run
|
||
And you're the one I want to come!
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Not To Touch The Earth
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun
|
||
Nothing left to do but run, run, run
|
||
Let's run, let's run
|
||
|
||
House upon the hill, moon is lying still
|
||
Shadows of the trees witnessing the wild breeze
|
||
Come on, baby, run with me
|
||
Let's run
|
||
|
||
Run with me, run with me, run with me
|
||
Let's run
|
||
|
||
The mansion is warm at the top of the hill
|
||
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
|
||
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
|
||
And you won't know a thing till you get inside
|
||
|
||
Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
|
||
The engine runs on glue and tar
|
||
Come on alone, not going very far
|
||
To the east to meet the Czar
|
||
|
||
Run with me, run with me, run with me
|
||
Let's run
|
||
|
||
Some outlaws live by the side of a lake
|
||
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
|
||
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
|
||
Wake up, girl! We're almost home, yeah
|
||
|
||
Sun, sun, sun
|
||
Burn, burn, burn
|
||
Moon, moon, moon
|
||
I will get you soon...soon...soon!
|
||
|
||
I am the Lizard King
|
||
I can do everything
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Celebration Of The Lizard: Names Of The Kingdom
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
We came down the rivers and highways
|
||
We came down from forests and falls
|
||
We came down from Carson and Springfield
|
||
We came down from Phoenix enthralled
|
||
|
||
And I can tell you the names of the kingdom
|
||
I can tell you the things that you know
|
||
Listening for a fistful of silence
|
||
Climbing valleys into the shade
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Celebration Of The Lizard: The Palace Of Exile
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
For seven years I dwelt in the loose palace of exile
|
||
Plaing strange games with the girls of the island
|
||
Now I have come again to the land of the fair
|
||
And the strong and the wise
|
||
|
||
Brothers and sisters of the pale forest
|
||
Children of the night
|
||
Who among you will run with the hunt?
|
||
|
||
Now night arrives with her pueple legion
|
||
Retire now to your tents and to your freams
|
||
Tommorrow we enter the town of my birth
|
||
I want to be ready
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Original Version By Van Morrison / New Lyrics By The Doors
|
||
[Title....]: Gloria
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Tell ya 'bout my baby
|
||
She come around
|
||
She come 'round here
|
||
|
||
Come 'round here
|
||
A-just about midnight
|
||
She make me feel so good
|
||
Make me feel alright
|
||
|
||
She come 'round my street now
|
||
She come to my house, yeah
|
||
Know upon my door
|
||
Climbing up my stairs
|
||
One two three
|
||
Come on up, baby
|
||
Mmmm, here she is in my room...oh boy!
|
||
|
||
Hey, what's your name?
|
||
How old are you?
|
||
Where d'you go to school?
|
||
|
||
Well, now that we know each other a little
|
||
bit better, why don't you come over here?
|
||
|
||
Make me feel alright!
|
||
|
||
Gloria
|
||
Gloria
|
||
Gloria
|
||
Gloria
|
||
Gloria
|
||
All night! All day!
|
||
All right! Okay, yeah!
|
||
|
||
You were my queen and I was your fool
|
||
Riding home after school
|
||
|
||
You took me home, yeah
|
||
To your house
|
||
Your father's at work
|
||
Your mama's out shopping around
|
||
Took me into your room
|
||
Showed me your thing
|
||
Why d'you do it, babe?
|
||
|
||
A-getting softer, slow it down
|
||
Softer, get it down
|
||
Now you show me your thing...yeah
|
||
|
||
Wrap your legs around my neck
|
||
Wrap your arms around my feet
|
||
Wrap your hair around my skin
|
||
Wrap your lips around my cock
|
||
|
||
I'm gonna...
|
||
It's getting harder
|
||
It's getting to darn fast
|
||
It's getting harder
|
||
Alright! Come on, darling, let's get it on...
|
||
|
||
Whoa, too late! Too late! Too late
|
||
Too late! Too late! Too late
|
||
It's...Stop!...Oh
|
||
|
||
Make me feel alright, babe
|
||
|
||
G-L-O-R-I-A
|
||
G-L-O-R-I-A
|
||
|
||
Gloria
|
||
|
||
All night
|
||
All day
|
||
All right
|
||
Okay
|
||
|
||
Keep the whole thing going, babe!
|
||
All right
|
||
All right
|
||
Fuck
|
||
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahuh!
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Robby Krieger (Light My Fire)
|
||
Jim Morrison (Graveyard Poem)
|
||
[Title....]: Light My Fire, Including "Graveyard Poem"
|
||
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
You know that it would be untrue
|
||
You know that I would be a liar
|
||
If I was to say to you
|
||
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
|
||
|
||
Come on, baby, light my fire
|
||
Come on, baby, light my fire
|
||
Try to set the night on fire
|
||
|
||
Time to hesitate is through
|
||
No time to wallow in the mire
|
||
Try now, we can only lose
|
||
And out love become a funeral pyre
|
||
|
||
Come on, baby, light my fire
|
||
Come on, baby, light my fire
|
||
Try to set the night on fire
|
||
|
||
It was the greatest night of my life
|
||
although I still had not found a wife
|
||
I had my friends right there beside me
|
||
We were close together
|
||
|
||
We tripped the wall
|
||
We scaled the graveyard
|
||
Ancient shapes were all around us
|
||
The wet dew felt fresh beside the fog
|
||
Two made love in an ancient spot
|
||
One chased a rabbit into the dark
|
||
A girl got drunk and balled the dead
|
||
And I gave empty sermons to my head
|
||
Cemetery, cool and quiet
|
||
Hate to leave your sacred lay
|
||
Dread the milky coming of the day
|
||
|
||
Time to hesitate is through
|
||
No time to wallow in the mire
|
||
Try now, we can only lose
|
||
And our love become a funeral pyre
|
||
|
||
Come on, baby, light my fire
|
||
Come on, baby, light my fire
|
||
Try to set the night on fire
|
||
|
||
Know that it would be untrue
|
||
You know that I would be a liar
|
||
If I was to say to you
|
||
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
|
||
|
||
Come on, baby, light my fire
|
||
Come on, baby, light my fire
|
||
Try to set the night on fire
|
||
Try to set the night on fire
|
||
Try to set the night on fire
|
||
Try to set the night on fire
|
||
|
||
Alright! Alright! Alright!
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Texas Radio And The Big Beat #2
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Spoken Intro]
|
||
|
||
I wanna tell you about Texas Radio and the Big Beat
|
||
Comes out of the Virginia swamps, cool and slow
|
||
With a back beat, narrow and hard to master
|
||
Some call it heavenly in its brilliance
|
||
Others mean and rueful of the Western dream
|
||
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
|
||
We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
|
||
Well, this is the land where the Pharaoh died
|
||
|
||
Children
|
||
The river contains specimens
|
||
The voices of singing women call us on the far shore
|
||
And they are saying:
|
||
Forget the night
|
||
Live with us in forest of azure
|
||
|
||
Meager food for souls forgot
|
||
|
||
I'll tell you this...
|
||
No eternal reward will forgive us now
|
||
For wasting the dawn
|
||
|
||
And one morning you awoke
|
||
And the strange sun
|
||
And opening your door...
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: The Doors In Concert
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The End
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Come on, turn the lights out, man
|
||
Turn it way down
|
||
Hey Mister Lightman
|
||
You gotta turn those lights way down, man!
|
||
Hey, I'm not kidding, you gotta turn the lights out
|
||
Come on!
|
||
What do we care...?
|
||
|
||
This is the end, beautiful friend
|
||
This is the end, my ownly friend, the end
|
||
Of our elaborate plans, the end
|
||
Of everything that stands, the end
|
||
No safety or surprise, the end
|
||
I'll never look into your eyes again
|
||
|
||
Can you picture what will be
|
||
So limitless and free
|
||
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
|
||
In a desperate land
|
||
Come on, baby!
|
||
|
||
And we were in this house and there was a sound like
|
||
silverware being dropped on linoleum, and then
|
||
somebody ran into the room and they said
|
||
"Have you seen the accident outside?"
|
||
And everybody said:
|
||
"Hey man, have you seen the accident outside?"
|
||
|
||
Have you seen the accident outside
|
||
Seven people took a ride
|
||
Six bachelors and their bride
|
||
Seven people took a ride
|
||
Sever people died
|
||
|
||
Don't let me die in an automobile
|
||
I wanna lie in an open field
|
||
Want the snakes to suck my skin
|
||
Want the worms to be my friends
|
||
Want the birds to eat my eyes
|
||
As here I lie
|
||
The clouds fly by
|
||
|
||
Ode to a grasshopper...
|
||
I think I'll open a little shop,
|
||
A little place where they sell things
|
||
And I think I'll call it "Grasshopper"...
|
||
|
||
I have a big green grasshopper out there
|
||
Have you seen my grasshopper, mama?
|
||
Looking real good...
|
||
(Oh, I blew it, it's a moth)
|
||
That's alright, he ain't got long to go, so we'll forgive him.
|
||
|
||
Ensenada
|
||
The dog crucifix
|
||
The dead seal
|
||
Ghosts of the dead car sun
|
||
Stop the card
|
||
I'm getting out, I can't take it
|
||
Hey, look out, there's somebody coming
|
||
And there's nothing you can do about it...
|
||
|
||
The killer awoke before dawn
|
||
He put his boots on
|
||
He took a face from the ancient gallery
|
||
And he...he walked on down the hallway, baby
|
||
Came to a door
|
||
He looked inside
|
||
|
||
Father?
|
||
Yes, son?
|
||
I wanna kill you
|
||
Mother...I want to...
|
||
Fuck you, mama, all night long
|
||
Beware, mama
|
||
Gonna love you, baby, all night
|
||
|
||
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
|
||
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
|
||
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
|
||
Meet me at the back of the blue bus
|
||
Meet me at the back of the blue bus,
|
||
Blue rock,
|
||
Blue bus,
|
||
Blue rock
|
||
Blue bus.
|
||
|
||
Kill! Kill!
|
||
|
||
This is the end, beautiful friend
|
||
This is the end, my only friend, the end
|
||
Hurts to set you free
|
||
But you'll never follow me
|
||
The end of laughter and soft cries
|
||
The end of nights we tried to die
|
||
This is the end
|
||
|
||
[Album: An American Prayer]
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: An American Prayer
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: Awake Ghost Song
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
Is everybody in?
|
||
Is everybody in?
|
||
Is everybody in?
|
||
The ceremony is about to begin
|
||
|
||
WAKE UP
|
||
|
||
Awake You can't remember where it was
|
||
Had this dream stopped?
|
||
|
||
Shake dreams from your hair
|
||
My pretty child, my sweet one.
|
||
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
|
||
The day's divinity
|
||
First thing you see
|
||
|
||
A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
|
||
Couples naked race down by its quiet side
|
||
And we laugh like soft, mad children
|
||
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
|
||
The music and the voices are all around us
|
||
Choose, they croon, the Ancient Ones
|
||
The time has come again
|
||
Choose now, they croon
|
||
Beneath the moon
|
||
Beside an ancient lake
|
||
Enter again the sweet forest
|
||
Enter the hot dream
|
||
Come with us
|
||
Everything is broken up and dances
|
||
|
||
[Dawn's Highway]
|
||
|
||
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
|
||
Ghosts crows the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
|
||
|
||
Me and my--ah--mother and father--and a
|
||
grandmother and a grandfather--were driving through
|
||
the desert, at dawn, and a truck load of Indian
|
||
workers had either hit another car, or just--I don't
|
||
know what happened--but there were Indians scattered
|
||
all over the highway, bleeding to death.
|
||
So the car pulls up and stops. That was the first time
|
||
I tasted fear. I musta' been about four--like a child is
|
||
like a flower, his head is just floating in the
|
||
breeze, man.
|
||
The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking
|
||
back--is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead
|
||
Indiands...maybe one or two of 'em...where just
|
||
running around freaking out, and just leaped into my
|
||
soul. And they'er still in there.
|
||
|
||
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
|
||
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
|
||
|
||
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
|
||
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
|
||
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
|
||
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.
|
||
|
||
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
|
||
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
|
||
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
|
||
Blood on the ride, it's following me
|
||
|
||
Indian, Indian what did you die for?
|
||
Indian says, nothing at all.
|
||
|
||
[Newborn Awakening]
|
||
|
||
Gently they stir, gently rise
|
||
The dead are newborn awakenings
|
||
With ravaged limbs and wet souls
|
||
Gently they sigh in rapt funeral amazement
|
||
Who called these dead to dance
|
||
Was it the young woman learning to play the ghost song on her baby grand?
|
||
Was it the wilderness children?
|
||
Was it the ghost god himself, stuttering, cheering, chatting blindly?
|
||
I called you up to anoint the earth
|
||
I called you to annouce sadness falling like burned skin
|
||
I called you to wish you well
|
||
To glory in self like a new monster
|
||
And now I call on you to pray
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: An American Prayer
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: To Come Of Age
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
A military station in the desert
|
||
|
||
Can we resolve the past
|
||
Lurking jaws, joints of time?
|
||
The Base
|
||
To come of age in a dry place
|
||
Holes and caves
|
||
|
||
My friend drove an hour each day from the mountains
|
||
The bus gives you a hard-on with books on your lap
|
||
Someone shot the bird in the afternoon dance show
|
||
They gave out free records to the best couple
|
||
Spades dance best, from the hip
|
||
|
||
[Black Polished Chrome Latino Chrome]
|
||
|
||
The music was new black polished chrome
|
||
And came over the summer like liquid night
|
||
The DJ's took pills to stay awake and play for seven days
|
||
They went to the studio and someone knew him
|
||
Someone knew the TV showman
|
||
He came to our homeroom party and played records
|
||
And when he left in the hot noon sun and walked to his car
|
||
We saw the chooks had written F-U-C-K on his windshield
|
||
He wiped it off with a white rag and smiling coolly drove away
|
||
He's rich. Got a big car
|
||
|
||
My gang will get you
|
||
Scenes of rape in the arroyo
|
||
Seductions in cars, abandoned buildings
|
||
Fights at the food stand
|
||
The dust
|
||
The shoes
|
||
Open shirts and raised collars
|
||
Bright sculptured hair
|
||
|
||
Hey man, you want girls, pills, grass? C'mon...
|
||
I show you a good time.
|
||
This place has everything. C'mon...
|
||
I show you.
|
||
|
||
[Angels And Sailors]
|
||
|
||
Angels and sailors
|
||
rich girls
|
||
backyard fences
|
||
tents
|
||
Dreams watching each opther narrowly
|
||
Soft luxuriant cars
|
||
Girls in garages, stripped
|
||
out to get liquor and clothes
|
||
half gallons of wine and six-packs of beer
|
||
Jumped, humped, born to suffer
|
||
made to undress in the wilderness
|
||
|
||
I will never treat you mean
|
||
Never start no kind of scene
|
||
I'll tell you every place and person that I've been
|
||
|
||
Always a playground instructor, never a killer
|
||
Always a bridesmaid on the verge of fame or over
|
||
He maneuvered two girls into his hotel room
|
||
One a friend, the other, the young one, a newer stranger
|
||
Vaguely Mexican or Puerto Rican
|
||
Poor boys thighs and buttocks scarred by a father's belt
|
||
She's trying to rise
|
||
Story of her boyfriend, of teenage stoned death games
|
||
Handsome lad, dead in a car
|
||
Confusion
|
||
No connections
|
||
Come'ere
|
||
I love you
|
||
Peace of earth
|
||
Will you die for me?
|
||
Eat me
|
||
This way
|
||
The end
|
||
|
||
I'll always be true
|
||
Never go out, sneaking out on you, babe
|
||
If you'll only show me Far Arden again
|
||
|
||
I'm surprised you could get it up
|
||
He whips her lightly, sardonically, with belt
|
||
Haven't I been through enough? she asks
|
||
Now dressed and leaving
|
||
The Spanish girl begins to bleed
|
||
She says her period
|
||
It's Catholic heaven
|
||
I have an ancient Indian crucifix around my neck
|
||
My chest is hard and brown
|
||
Lying on stained, wretched sheets with a bleeding virgin
|
||
We could plan a murder
|
||
Or start a religion
|
||
|
||
[Stoned Immaculate]
|
||
|
||
I'll tell you this...
|
||
No eternal reward will forgive us now
|
||
For wasting the dawn
|
||
|
||
Back in those days everything was simpler and more confused
|
||
One summer night, going to the pier
|
||
I ran into two young girls
|
||
The blonde was called Freedom
|
||
The dark one, Enterprise
|
||
We talked and they told me this story
|
||
Now listen to this...
|
||
I'll tell you about Texas radio and the big beat
|
||
Soft driven, slow and mad
|
||
Like some new language
|
||
Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine messenger
|
||
Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god
|
||
Wandering, wandering in hopeless night
|
||
Out her in the perimeter there are no stars
|
||
|
||
Out here we is stoned
|
||
Immaculate
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: An American Prayer
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: The Movie
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
The move will begin in five moments
|
||
The mindless voice announced
|
||
All those unseated will await the next show
|
||
|
||
We filed slowly, languidly into the hall
|
||
The auditorium was vast and silent
|
||
And we seated and were darkened, the voice continued
|
||
|
||
The program for this evening is not new
|
||
You've seen this entertainment through and through
|
||
You've seen your birth, your life and death
|
||
You might recall all the rest
|
||
Did you have a good world when your died?
|
||
Enough to base a movie on?
|
||
|
||
I'm getting out of here!
|
||
Where are you going?
|
||
To the other side of morning
|
||
Please don't chase the clouds, pagodas
|
||
|
||
Her cunt gripped him like a warm, friendly hand
|
||
|
||
It's all right, all your friends are here
|
||
Where can I meet them?
|
||
After you've eaten
|
||
I'm not hungry
|
||
Uh, we meant beaten
|
||
|
||
Silver stream, silvery scream
|
||
Oooooh, impossible concentration
|
||
|
||
[Curses, Invocations]
|
||
|
||
Curses, Invocations
|
||
Weird bate-headed mongrels
|
||
I keep expecting one of you to rise
|
||
Large buxom obese queens
|
||
Garden hogs and cunt veterans
|
||
Quaint cabbage saints
|
||
Shit hoarders and individialists
|
||
Drag strip officials
|
||
Tight lipped losers and
|
||
Lustful fuck salesman
|
||
My militant dandies
|
||
All strange order of monsters
|
||
Hot on the trail of the woodvine
|
||
We welcome you to out procession
|
||
|
||
Hewre come the Comedians
|
||
Look at them smile
|
||
Watch them dance an Indian mile
|
||
Look at them gesture
|
||
How aplomb
|
||
So to gesture everyone
|
||
Words dissemble
|
||
Words be quick
|
||
Words resemble walking sticks
|
||
Plant them they will grow
|
||
Watch them waver so
|
||
I'll always be a word man
|
||
Better than a bird man
|
||
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
[Album....]: An American Prayer
|
||
[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
|
||
[Title....]: American Night
|
||
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
All hail the American night!
|
||
|
||
What was that?
|
||
A don't know
|
||
Sounds like guns...thunder
|
||
|
||
[Roadhouse Blues]
|
||
|
||
Ladies and gentlemen!
|
||
From Los Angeles, California...The Doors!
|
||
|
||
A-keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel
|
||
A-keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel
|
||
Come to the road house, gonna have a real-good-time
|
||
|
||
Yeah, at the back of the road house they got some bungalows
|
||
Ah, at the back of the road house they got some bungalows
|
||
That's for the people...like to go down slow
|
||
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll, baby, roll
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll...all night long
|
||
|
||
You gotta roll, roll, roll, gotta thrill my soul, alright
|
||
Roll, roll, roll, gotta thrill my soul, you gotta (...)
|
||
Alright
|
||
|
||
Ashen lady, Ashen Lady
|
||
Give up your vows, give up your vows
|
||
Save out city! Save out city! A-right now!
|
||
|
||
Well, I woke up this morning, got myself a beer
|
||
Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer
|
||
Yeah, the future's uncertain, the end is always near
|
||
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll, baby roll
|
||
Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll...all night long
|
||
|
||
Alright! Alright! Alright!
|
||
Hey, listen! Listen! Listen, man! Listen, man!
|
||
I don't know how many you people believe in astrology...
|
||
|
||
Yeah, that's right...that's right, baby, I...I am a Sagittarius
|
||
The most philosophical of all the signs
|
||
But anyway, I don't believe in it
|
||
I think it's a bunch of bullshit, myself
|
||
But I tell you this, man, I tell you this
|
||
I don't know what's gonna happen, man, but I wanna have
|
||
my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames
|
||
Alright
|
||
|
||
[The World On Fire]
|
||
|
||
The World on Fire...Taxi from Africa...The Grand Hotel...
|
||
He was drunk a big party last night back, going back
|
||
in all directions sleeping these insane hours I'll never wake up
|
||
in a good mood again I'm sick of these stinky boots
|
||
|
||
[Lament]
|
||
|
||
Lament for my cock
|
||
Sore and crucified
|
||
I seek to know you
|
||
Acquiring soulful wisdom
|
||
You can open walls of mystery
|
||
Stripshow
|
||
|
||
How to acquire death in the morning show
|
||
TV death which the child absorbs
|
||
|
||
Deathwell mystery which makes me write
|
||
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life
|
||
|
||
Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
|
||
Taught us god in the child's prayer in the night
|
||
|
||
Guitar player
|
||
Ancient wise satyr
|
||
Sing your ode to my cock
|
||
|
||
Caress its lament
|
||
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
|
||
Lost cells
|
||
The knowledge of cancer
|
||
The speak to the heart
|
||
And give the great gift
|
||
Words Power Trance
|
||
|
||
This stable friend and the beasts of his zoo
|
||
Wild hairs chicks
|
||
Women flowering in their summit
|
||
Monsters of skin
|
||
Each color connects
|
||
to create the board
|
||
which rocks the race
|
||
Could any hell be more horrible
|
||
than now
|
||
and real?
|
||
|
||
I pressed her thigh and death smiled
|
||
|
||
Death, old friend
|
||
Death and my cock are the world
|
||
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
|
||
Wisdom Luxury Romance
|
||
|
||
Sentence upon sentence
|
||
Words are healing lament
|
||
For the death of my cock's spirit
|
||
Has no meaning in the soft fire
|
||
Words got me the wound and will get me well
|
||
If you believe it
|
||
|
||
All join now and lament for the death of my cock
|
||
A tongue of knowledge in the feathered night
|
||
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
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I sacrifice my cock on the altar of silence
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[The Hitchhiker]
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Thoughts in time and out of season
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The Hitchhiker
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Stood by the side of the road
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And leveled his thumb
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In the calm calculus of reason
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Hi. How you doin'? I just got back into town L.A.
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I was out on the desert for awhile
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Riders on the storm
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Yeah. In the middle of it
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Riders on the storm
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Right...
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Into this world we're thrown
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When I was out on the desert, ya know
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Like a dog without a bone
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An actor out on loan
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I don't know how to tell you
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Riders on the storm
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but, ah, I killed somebody
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There's a killer on the road
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No...
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His brain is squirming like a toad
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It's no big deal, ya know
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I don't think anybody will find out about it, but...
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Tale a long holiday
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just, ah...
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Let your children play
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this guy gave me a ride, and ah...
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If you give this man a ride
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started giving me a lot of trouble
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Sweet family will die
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and I just couldn't take it, ya know?
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Killer on the road
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And I wasted him
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Yeah
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--------------------------------------------------------------------------
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[Album....]: An American Prayer
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[Lyrics By]: Jim Morrison
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[Title....]: An American Prayer
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Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
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Do you know we exist?
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Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom
|
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Have you been borne yet and are you alive?
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Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages
|
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Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
|
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[Have you forgoten the lessons of the ancient war]
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We need great golden copulations
|
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The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest
|
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Our mother is dead in the sea
|
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Do you know we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals
|
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And that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood
|
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Do you know we are ruled by TV
|
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The moon is a dry blood beast
|
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Guerilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine
|
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amassing for warfare on innocent herdmen who are just dying
|
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O great creator of being
|
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grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives
|
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The moths and atheists are doubly divine and dying
|
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We live, we die
|
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and death not ends it
|
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Journey we move into the Nightmare
|
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Cling to life
|
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Our passion'd flower
|
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Cling to cunts and cocks
|
||
of despair
|
||
We got our final vision by clap
|
||
Columbus' groin got filled with green death
|
||
(I touched her thigh and death smiled)
|
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We have assembled inside this ancient and insane theatre
|
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To propagate our lust for life
|
||
and flee the swarming wisdom
|
||
of the streets
|
||
The barns are stormed
|
||
The windows kept
|
||
And only one of all the rest
|
||
To dance and save us
|
||
With the divine mockery of words
|
||
Music inflames temperament
|
||
(When the true King's murderers are allowed to roam free a thousand
|
||
Magicians arise in the land)
|
||
When are the feasts
|
||
we were promissed
|
||
Where is the wine
|
||
The New Wine
|
||
(dying on the vine)
|
||
resident mockery
|
||
give us an hour for magic
|
||
We of the purple glove
|
||
We of the starling flight and velvet hour
|
||
We of arabic pleasure's breed
|
||
We of sundome and the night
|
||
Give us a creed
|
||
To believe
|
||
A night of Lust
|
||
Give us trust in
|
||
The Night
|
||
Give of color
|
||
Hundred hues
|
||
a rich mandala
|
||
For me and you
|
||
And for your silky
|
||
pillowed house
|
||
|
||
A head, wisdom
|
||
And a bed
|
||
Troubled decree
|
||
Resident mockery
|
||
has claimed thee
|
||
We used to believe
|
||
In the good old days
|
||
We still receive
|
||
In little ways
|
||
The Things of Kindness
|
||
And unsporting brow
|
||
Forget and allow
|
||
Did you know freedom exists in a school book
|
||
Did you know madmen are roaming our prison
|
||
within a jail, within a gaol
|
||
within a white free protestant
|
||
maelstrom
|
||
We're perched headlong on the edge of boredom
|
||
We're reaching for death on the end of a candle
|
||
We're trying for something that's already found us
|
||
|
||
We can invent Kingdoms of our own
|
||
grand purple thrones, those chairs of lust
|
||
and love we must, in beds of rust
|
||
Steel doors lock in prisoner's screams
|
||
and muzak, AM, rocks their dreams
|
||
No black men's pride to hoist the beams
|
||
while mocking angels sift what seems
|
||
To be a collage of magazine dust
|
||
Scratched on foreheads of walls of trust
|
||
This is just jail for those who must
|
||
get up in the morning and fight for such
|
||
unusable standards
|
||
while weeping maidens
|
||
show-off penury and pout
|
||
ravings for a mad
|
||
staff
|
||
|
||
Wow, I'm sick of doubt
|
||
Live in the light of certain
|
||
South
|
||
Cruel bindings
|
||
The servants have the power
|
||
dog-men and their mean women
|
||
pulling poor blankets over
|
||
our sailors
|
||
(And where were you in our lean hour)
|
||
Milking your moustache or grinding a flower?
|
||
I'm sick of dour faces
|
||
Staring at me from the TV
|
||
Tower, I want roses in
|
||
my garden bower; dig?
|
||
Royal babies, rubies
|
||
must now replace aborted
|
||
Strangers in the mud
|
||
These mutants, blood-meal
|
||
for the plant that's plowed
|
||
|
||
They are waiting to take us into the severed garden
|
||
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
|
||
comes death on a strange hour
|
||
unannouced, unplanned for
|
||
like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed
|
||
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
|
||
where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws
|
||
|
||
No more money, no more fancy dress
|
||
This other Kingdom seems by far the best
|
||
until its other jaw reveals incest
|
||
and loose obedience to a vegetable law
|
||
I will not go
|
||
Prefer a Feast of Friends
|
||
To the Giant Family
|
||
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