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жанры: psychedelic
альбомы: Waiting for the Sun, The Doors Box Set, Legacy: The Absolute Best
Celebration Of The Lizard
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The Doors
жанры: psychedelic
альбомы: Waiting for the Sun, The Doors Box Set, Legacy: The Absolute Best
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Lions in the street and roaming Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming A beast caged in the heart of a city The body of his mother Rotting in the summer ground He fled the townHe went down South and crossed the border Left chaos and disorder Back there over his shoulderOne morning he awoke in a green hotel With a strange creature groaning beside him Sweat oozed from its shining skin Is everybody in? Is everybody in? Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to beginWake up! You can't remember where it was Had this dream stopped?The snake was pale gold, glazed and shrunken We were afraid to touch it The sheets were hot dead prisms And she was beside me Old, she's no, young Her dark red hair, the white soft skinNow, 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 rainOnce I had a little game I liked to crawl back in my brain I think you know, the game I mean I mean the game, called, 'Go insane'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 steepleThis little game is fun to do Just close your eyes, no way to lose And I'm right there, I'm going too Release control, we're breaking throughWay back deep into the brain Back where there's never any pain And the rain falls gently on the town And over the heads of all of us And in the labyrinth of streamsBeneath, the quiet unearthly presence of Gentle hill dwellers, in the gentle hills around Reptiles abounding Fossils, caves, cool air heightsEach house repeats a mold, windows rolled Beast car locked in against morning All now sleeping Rugs silent, mirrors vacantDust Lying under the beds of lawful couples Wound in sheets And daughters, smug With semen eyes in their nipplesWait There's been a slaughter hereDon'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 comeNot to touch the earth Not to see the sun Nothing left to do, but Run, run, run Let's run, let's runHouse upon the hill, moon is lying still Shadows of the trees Witnessing the wild breeze C'mon baby run with me Let's runRun with me Run with me Run with me Let's runThe 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 insideDead President's corpse in the driver's car The engine runs on glue and tar C'mon along, we're not going very far To the East to meet the CzarRun with me Run with me Run with me Let's runSome outlaws lived by the side of the 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 homeWe should see the gates by mornin' We should be inside by eveningSun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn I will get you Soon, soon, soonI am the lizard king I can do anythingWe came down The rivers and highways We came down from Forests and fallsWe came down from Carson and Springfield We came down from Phoenix enthralled And I can tell youThe names of the Kingdom I can tell you The things that you know Listening for a fistful of silence Climbing valleys into the shadeFor seven years, I dwelt In the loose palace of exile Playing 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 forestChildren of night Who among you will run with the hunt? Now night arrives with her purple legion Retire now to your tents and to your dreams Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth I want to be ready
Это интересно:
"I don't think the shaman, from what I've read, is really too interested in defining his role in society. He's just interested in pursuing his own fantasies. If he became too self-conscious of a function, I think it might tend to ruin his own inner trip."
Jim Morrison, 1969
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