Doors Альбом '1978—An American Prayer—part 1' Текст песни - DAWN'S HIGHWAY
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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 if a nation Blood is the rose of mysterious union Blood on the rise, 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 awakening 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 announce sadness falling like burned skin I called you to wish you well To glory in self like a new monster And now I call you to pray
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Doors Альбом '1978—An American Prayer—part 1' Текст песни - ANGELS AND SAILORS
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Angels and sailors rich girls backyard fences tents
Dreams watching each other 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 manouvered 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 buttock scarred by a father's belt She's trying to rie Story of her boyfriend, of teenage stoned death games Handsome lad, dead in a car Confusion No connections Come 'ere I love you Peace on 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.
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Doors Альбом '1978—An American Prayer—part 1' Текст песни - THE MOVIE
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The movie 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 As 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 of the rest Did you have a good world when you 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 alright, all your friends are here When can I meet them? After you’ve eaten I’m not hungry Uh, we meant beaten
Silver stream, silvery scream
Oooooh, impossible concentration.
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Doors Альбом '1978—An American Prayer—part 2' Текст песни - CURSES, INVOCATION
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Curses, Invocations Weird bate-headed mongrels I keep expecting one of you to rise Large buxom obese queen Garden hogs and cunt veterans Quaint cabbage saints Shit hoarders and individualists Drag strip officials Tight lipped losers and Lustful fuck salesman My militant dandies All strange orders of monsters Hot on the tail of the woodvine We welcome you to our procession
Here 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 then a bird man
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Doors Альбом '1978—An American Prayer—part 2' Текст песни - AMERICAN NIGHT
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Roadhouse Blues
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your 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
Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer Yeah, I woke up this morning, and 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
...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!
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Doors Альбом '1978—An American Prayer—part 2' Текст песни - LAMENT
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Lament for my cock Sore and crucified I seek to know you Aquiring soulful wisdom You can open walls of mystery Stripshow
How to aquire 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 praye in the night
Guitar player Ancient wise satyr Sing your ode to my cock
Caress it's lament Stiffen and guide us, we frozen Lost cells The knowledge of cancer To speak to the heart And give the great gift Words Power Trance
this stable friend and the beast of his zoo Wild haired chicks Women flowering in their summit Monsters of skin Each color connects to create the boat 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 the 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 I you believe it
All join now and lament the death of my cock A tounge of knowledge in the feathered night Boys get crazy in the head and suffer I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence
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Doors Альбом '1978—An American Prayer—part 2' Текст песни - THE HTCHHIKER
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Thoughts in time and out of season The Hitchhiker Stood by the side of the road And leveled his thumb In the calm calculus of reason
Hi. How you doin'? I just got back into town L.A. I was out on the desert for awhile "Riders on the storm" Yeah. In the middle of it "Riders on the storm" Right... "Into this world we're born" Hey, listen, man, I really got a problem "Into this world we're thrown" When I was out on the desert, ya know "Like a dog without a bone An actor out on loan" I don't know how to tell you "Riders on the storm" but, ah, I killed somebody "There's a killer on the road" No... "His brain is squirming like a toad" It's no big deal, ya know I don't think anybody will find out about it, but... " take a long holiday" just, ah... "Let your children play" this guy gave me a ride, and ah... "If you give this man a ride" started giving me a lot of trouble "Sweet family will die" and I just couldn't take it, ya know "Killer on the road" And I wasted him Yeah
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Doors Альбом '1978—An American Prayer—part 2' Текст песни - HOUR FOR MAGIC
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resident mockery give us an hour for magic We of the purple glove We of the starling flight & velvet hour We of arabic pleasures's breed We of sundome & the night
Give us a creed To believe A nightr of lust Give us trust in The Night Give of color hundred hues a rich mandala for me & for you & for your silky pillowed house a head, wisdom & 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 & unsporting brow Forget & allow
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Doors Альбом 'L.A. Woman' Текст песни - Love Her Madly
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Don't ya love her madly Don't ya need her badly Don't ya love her ways Tell me what you say
Don't ya love her madly Wanna be her daddy Don't ya love her face Don't ya love her as she's walkin' out the door Like she did one thousand times before
Don't ya love her ways Tell me what you say Don't ya love her as she's walkin' 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
Yeah, don't you love her Don't you love her as she's walkin' out the door
All your love All your love All your love
Yeah, all your love is gone So sing a lonely song Of a deep blue dream Seven horses seem to be on the mark
Well, don't ya love her madly Don't ya love her madly Don't ya love her madly
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Doors Альбом 'L.A. Woman' Текст песни - Been Down So Long
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Well, I've been down so Goddamn long That it looks like up to me Well, I've been down so very damn long That it looks like up to me Yeah, why don't one 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 ya break your lock and key Yeah, 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've been down so Goddamn long That it looks like up to me Well, I've been down so very damn long That it looks like up to me Yeah, why don't one you people C'mon, c'mon, c'mon and set me free
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Doors Альбом 'L.A. Woman' Текст песни - Cars Hiss By My Window
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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
Headlight through my window Shinin' on the wall Headlight through my window Shinin' on the wall Can't hear my baby Though I called and called
Yeah, right Woo!
Windows started tremblin' With a sonic boom Windows started tremblin' With a sonic boom, boom A cold girl'll kill you In a darkened room
Doors Альбом 'L.A. Woman' Текст песни - L. A. Woman
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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
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, woo, c'mon
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, yeah Into your blue-blue Blues Into your blues, ohh, yeah
I see your hair is burnin' Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you You know they are a liar Drivin' down your freeways Midnite 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
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin' Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin' Got to keep on risin' Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin' Mojo Risin', gotta Mojo Risin' Mr. Mojo Risin', gotta keep on risin' Risin', risin' Gone risin', risin' I'm gone risin', risin' I gotta risin', risin' Well, risin', risin' I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin' Woah, ohh yeah
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
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, woah, c'mon
L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman L.A. Woman, your my woman Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman L.A. L.A. Woman Woman L.A. Woman c'mon
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Yeeeaahh 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 ya look so down You know the rain man's comin' ta town Change the weather, change your luck And then he'll teach ya how ta...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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Doors Альбом 'L.A. Woman' Текст песни - Crawling King Snake
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Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den I'm the Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself
Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' till the day I die Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den You better give me what I want Gonna crawl no more
Caught me crawlin', baby Crawlin' 'round your door Seein' everything I want I'm gonna crawl on your floor Let's crawl And I rule my den C'mon, give me what I want Ain't gonna crawl no more
Alright, crawl a while
C'mon crawl C'mon crawl Get on out there on your hands and knees, baby Crawl all over me Just like the spider on the wall Ooo, we gonn' crawl, one more
Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den Call me the Crawlin' King Snake And I rule my den Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself
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Doors Альбом 'L.A. Woman' Текст песни - The WASP (Texas Radio And The Big Beat)
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I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat Comes out of the Virginia swamps Cool and slow with plenty of precision With a back beat narrow and hard to master
Some call it heavenly in it's brilliance Others, mean and ruthful 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 This is the land where the Pharaoh died
The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered They are saying, "Forget the night. Live with us in forests of azure. Out here on the perimeter there are no stars Out here we is stoned - immaculate."
Listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the heartache I'll tell you 'bout the heartache and the lose of God I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night The meager food for souls forgot I'll tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul
I'll tell you this No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn
I'll tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat Soft drivin', slow and mad, like some new language
Now, listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night Wandering the Western dream Tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul
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Doors Альбом 'L.A. Woman' Текст песни - Riders On The Storm
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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 alone Riders on the storm
There's a killer on the road His brain is squirmin' like a toad Take a long holiday Let your children play If ya give this man a ride Sweet memory will die Killer on the road, yeah
Girl ya gotta love your man Girl ya gotta love your man Take him by the hand Make him understand The world on you depends Our life will never end Gotta love your man, yeah
Wow!
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 alone Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm
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Doors Альбом 'Morrison Hotel' Текст песни - Roadhouse Blues
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Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your 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
Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer Yeah, I woke up this morning, and 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
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Doors Альбом 'Morrison Hotel' Текст песни - You Make Me Real
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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. You make me throw away mistake and misery. Make me free, love, make me free. I really want you, really do. Really need you baby, really do. Well 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. Roll now, baby, roll Well, roll now, baby, roll You gotta roll now, baby, roll Roll now, honey, roll You gotta roll now, baby, roll Make me free You make me real. You make me feel like lovers feel. You make me throw away mistake and misery. Make me free, love, make me free. Make me free, You make me free.
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Doors Альбом 'Morrison Hotel' Текст песни - Peace Frog
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There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles There's blood on the streets, it's up to my knee Blood on the streets in the town of Chicago Blood on the rise, it's following me She came... Just about the break of day
She came, then she drove away Sunlight in her hair
Blood in 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 into 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 rise, it's following me
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