The Doors - Albinoni's Adagio in G Minor
Lyrics
We can invent Kingdoms of our own
grand purple thrones, those chairs of lust
& love we must, in beds of rust
Steel doors lock in prisoner's screams
& 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 & fight for such
Unusable standards
While weeping maidens
Show-off penury & pout
Ravings for a mad staff
-2008.jpg)
Do you know the warm progress
Under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys
To the kingdom
Have you been borne yet
& are you alive?
Let's reinvent the gods,
All the myths of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
[have you forgotten the
lessons
Of the ancient war]
We need great golden copulations
The fathers are cackling in trees
Of the forest
Our mother is dead in the
sea
Do you know we are being led to
Slaughters by placid admirals
& that fat slow generals are getting
Obscene on young blood
Do you
know we are ruled by t.v.
The moon is dry blood beast
Guerrilla
bands are rolling numbers
In the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare
on innocent
Herdsman who are just dying
O great creator of being
Grant us one more hour to
Perform our art
& perfect our lives
The moths & atheists are doubly divine
& dying
We live, we die
& death not ends it
Journey we more into
The nightmare
Cling to
life
Our passion'd flower
Cling to cunts & cocks
Of despair
We got our final vision
By clap
Columbus groin got
Filled with
green death
(i touched her thigh & death smiled)
We have assembled
inside this ancient
& insane theatre
To propagate our lust for life
Flee the swarming wisdom
Of the streets
The barns are stormed
The windows kept
& only one of all the rest
To dance &
save us
With the divine mockery
Of words
Music inflames
temperament
(when the true king's murderers
Are allowed to roam free
A 1000
magicians arise in the land)
Where are the feasts
We are
promised
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
& velvet hour
We of arabic pleasures's breed
We of sundome & 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 & 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
Did you know freedom exists
In school books
Did you
know madmen are
Running our prisons
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
Wow, i'm sick of doubt
Live in the
light of certain
South
Cruel bindings
The sevants have the
power
Dog-men & their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our
sailors
I'm sick of dour faces
Starong at me from the t.v.
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 & wanton thrillful
Comes death on a stranger
hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
& 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
& loose
obedience to a vegetable law
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To
the giant family
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
Oh, we meant beaten
Silver stream, silvery scream
Oooooh, impossible concentration.
grand purple thrones, those chairs of lust
& love we must, in beds of rust
Steel doors lock in prisoner's screams
& 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 & fight for such
Unusable standards
While weeping maidens
Show-off penury & pout
Ravings for a mad staff
♪♫ The Doors - Adagio
American Prayer (Hour)
Do you know the warm progress
Under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys
To the kingdom
Have you been borne yet
& are you alive?
Let's reinvent the gods,
All the myths of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
[have you forgotten the
lessons
Of the ancient war]
We need great golden copulations
The fathers are cackling in trees
Of the forest
Our mother is dead in the
sea
Do you know we are being led to
Slaughters by placid admirals
& that fat slow generals are getting
Obscene on young blood
Do you
know we are ruled by t.v.
The moon is dry blood beast
Guerrilla
bands are rolling numbers
In the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare
on innocent
Herdsman who are just dying
O great creator of being
Grant us one more hour to
Perform our art
& perfect our lives
The moths & atheists are doubly divine
& dying
We live, we die
& death not ends it
Journey we more into
The nightmare
Cling to
life
Our passion'd flower
Cling to cunts & cocks
Of despair
We got our final vision
By clap
Columbus groin got
Filled with
green death
(i touched her thigh & death smiled)
We have assembled
inside this ancient
& insane theatre
To propagate our lust for life
Flee the swarming wisdom
Of the streets
The barns are stormed
The windows kept
& only one of all the rest
To dance &
save us
With the divine mockery
Of words
Music inflames
temperament
(when the true king's murderers
Are allowed to roam free
A 1000
magicians arise in the land)
Where are the feasts
We are
promised
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
& velvet hour
We of arabic pleasures's breed
We of sundome & 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 & 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
Did you know freedom exists
In school books
Did you
know madmen are
Running our prisons
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
Wow, i'm sick of doubt
Live in the
light of certain
South
Cruel bindings
The sevants have the
power
Dog-men & their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our
sailors
I'm sick of dour faces
Starong at me from the t.v.
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 & wanton thrillful
Comes death on a stranger
hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
& 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
& loose
obedience to a vegetable law
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To
the giant family
Jim Morrison - The Movie (Complete Poem)
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
Oh, we meant beaten
Silver stream, silvery scream
Oooooh, impossible concentration.
No comments:
Post a Comment