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Ins
deutsche übersetzte Lyrik von Jim Morrison and the
DOORS:
AWAKE
Ist
jedermann drin?
I s t j e d e r m a n n d r i n ?
Die Zeremonie beginnt!
Wacht auf!
Ihr wißt nicht, wo es war...
Hat der Traum aufgehört?
AWAKE
/ DAWN'S HIGHWAY
Erwachen
Schüttle die Träume aus dem Haar
Mein hübsches Kind, meine Süße
Wähle den Tag und wähle das Zeichen des Tages
Des Tages Gottheit: Das erste, was du siehst
Ein ungeheuer strahlender Strand
mit diamantenem kühlen Mond
Nackte Pärchen suchen stille Plätzchen
Und wir lachen wie sanfte, verrückte Kinder
Eingehüllt in die wollene Gleichgültigkeit der
Kindheit
Musik und Stimmen überall um uns
Summen diese uralte Weise
Die Zeit kehrt wieder
Wähle
Sie summen unter dem Mond neben dem See der Kindheit
Erobere wieder den süßen Wald
Erringe den heißen Traum
Komm' mit uns
Alles ist unterbrochen und tanzt
Indianer
verstreut auf dem dämmrigen Highway, blutend
Die Geister bevölkern des jungen Kindes empfindliches
Eierschalenhirn
Ich,
meine Mutter und mein Vater und eine Großmutter
und ein Großvater
fuhren durch die Wüste in der Morgendämmerung
Und ein Truck, beladen mit indianischen Arbeitern,
war gegen ein anderes Auto geknallt
Ich weiß nicht genau, was da geschehen war
Aber es lagen überall Indianer auf der Straße
und verbluteten
Da hielt unser Auto langsam an
Es war das erste Mal, daß ich Angst hatte
Ich war ungefähr vier
Ein Kind ist wie eine Blume
Sein Kopf empfindet den leisesten Hauch
Wenn ich heute daran denke, glaube ich, daß die
Seelen der Geister der
toten Indianer, vielleicht ein oder zwei von ihnen, umherwanderten,
ausflippten und in meine Seele schlüpften
Und sie sind noch dort
BREAK
ON THROUGH
Du
weißt, der Tag zerstört die Nacht
Die Nacht teilt den Tag
Versuch zu fliehen, versuch, dich zu verstecken
Brich durch zur anderen Seite
Suchen unser Vergnügen hier, vergraben unsere Schätze
dort
Erinnerst du dich noch der Zeit, da wir weinten
Brich durch zur anderen Seite
Jeder liebt mein Baby
Sie geht..., sie geht hoch, das Weib geht los
Finde eine Insel in deinen Armen, Land in deinen Augen
Arme, die trennen, Augen, die lügen
Brich durch zur anderen Seite
Tauchten dort auf, Woche für Woche, Tag für
Tag, Stunde für Stunde
Das Tor ist nah - tief und weit
Brich durch zur anderen seite
Ja
HORSE
LATIDUTES
Wenn
der Stille Ozean
mit Taucheranzügen konspiriert,
und seine mürrischen und verkümmerten Ströme
winzige Monster hervorbringen,
ist die wahre Seefahrt vorbei.
Peinlicher Augenblick
und das erste Tier wurde über Bord geworfen.
Die Beine strampeln wild
ihren steifen grünen Galopp
und Köpfe schnellen empor.
Gleichgewicht
empfindlich
Unterbrechung
Einwilligung
Im lautlosen Todeskampf
Sorgsam veredelt und versiegelt.
KLÄNGE
FÜR EUREN GEIST (c) by JIM MORRISON
Ruht
eure immergrünen Stelzen aus
Durch
die Ferne weiter
Städte gezogen
Allein auf der Heimfahrt durch
die klare Nacht
entfesseltes Fieber & seltsames Gemetzel
aus dem Rücksitz.
ich möchte euch
von
Radio Texas und dem Großen Beat erzählen
er
kommt aus den Sümpfen Virginias
lässig und schleppend
mit großer Präzision
und einem Back Beat, eindringlich
und schwer zu beherrschen
manche nennen ihn himmlisch
in seinem Glanz
andere bösartig und jämmerlich
für den westlichen Traum
ich
liebe die Freunde, die ich
auf diesem schmalen Floß
versammelt habe
wir haben zu Ehren unseres Entkommens
Pyramiden errichtet
dies ist das Land, in dem
der Pharao starb -
Kinder
der Fluß enthält Proben
die Stimmen singender Frauen
rufen uns vom fernen Ufer
und sie sagen:
"Vergeßt die Nacht
lebt mit uns in azurblauen
Wäldern" (dürftige Nahrung für
vergessene Seelen)
ich
sage euch dies;
kein Ewiges Leben wird
uns heute die Verschwendung
der Dämmerung vergeben.
eines
Morgens seid ihr erwacht
und die seltsame Sonne
und habt eure Tür geöffnet...
Copyright 1992 bei Heinz Gerstenmeyer
und Schirmer/Mosel Verlag, München
LAND
HO!
Großmutter
liebte einen Seemann, der die gefrorene See befuhr
Er nahm mich auf den Schoß
Er sagte, Junge, ich werde verrückt, ich muß
meine Schiffskameraden finden,
mich zieht's in fremde Länder
Wir gingen meilenweit über Land,
sangen Lieder von leichten Mädchen und alten Städten
Lieder von der Liebe und Lieder vom Tod
und Lieder, die Männer befreiten
Ich habe 3 Schiffe und 60 Männer untergehen sehen
Ich werde Masten aufrichten und Nordwinde wehen lassen
bis die Hälfte von uns tot ist
Land Ho!
Wenn ich jemals einen Dollarschein in die Hand bekomme,
werde ich mir eine Flasche Gin kaufen.
Wenn ich einen Fünfer in die Hand bekomme, werde
ich mir ein kleines, lebendiges Mädchen klauen
Wenn ich zwei Dollar in die Hand bekomme, kehr ich zurück
und heirate dich, in Ordnung?
Land Ho!
Immer, wenn ich nach Hause zurückkomme, fühl
ich mich wohl
Jeden Tag, jeden Abend werde ich dich lieben
Yeah!
Land Ho!
LIGHT
MY FIRE (c) by Robby Krieger
Du
weißt, daß es nicht wahr wäre,
du weißt, daß ich ein Lügner wäre
,
wenn ich zu dir sagen würde ,
Mädchen, wir kommen nicht noch besser drauf
Komm, mein Schatz, entfache mein Feuer
Komm, mein Schatz, entfache mein Feuer
Versuche, die Nacht zu entflammen
Die Zeit des Zögerns ist vorbei
Keine Zeit, länger herumzuhängen
Versuch's jetzt, wir können nur verlieren
Und unsere Liebe wird ein Scheiterhaufen
Komm, mein Schatz, entfache mein Feuer
Komm, mein Schatz, entfache mein Feuer
Versuche, die Nacht zu entflammen
Die Zeit des Zögerns ist vorbei
Keine Zeit, länger herumzuhängen
Versuch's jetzt, wir können nur verlieren
Und unsere Liebe wird ein Scheiterhaufen
Komm, mein Schatz, entfache mein Feuer
Komm, mein Schatz, entfache mein Feuer
Versuche, die Nacht zu entflammen
Du weißt, daß es nicht wahr wäre,
du weißt, daß ich ein Lügner wäre,
wenn ich zu dir sagen würde,
Mädchen, wir kommen nicht noch besser drauf
Komm, mein Schatz, entfache mein Feuer
Komm, mein Schatz, entfache mein Feuer
Versuche, die Nacht zu entflammen
Versuche, die Nacht zu entflammen
Versuche, die Nacht zu entflammen
Versuche, die Nacht zu entflammen
MOONLIGHT
DRIVE (c) by Jim Morrison
Laß
uns zum Mond schwimmen,
laß uns durch die Gezeiten steigen
und den Abend ergründen,
den die Stadt will schlafend verschweigen
MILITARY
STATION IN THE DESERT
Eine
Militärstation in der Wüste
Können wir die Vergangenheit auslöschen?
Schlupfwinkel, Zeitspritzen
Grundlage, um alt zu werden auf trockenem Platz
Höhlen und Löcher
MY
EYES HAVE SEEN YOU
Ich
habe dich mit eigenen Augen gesehen
Standest da in deiner Tür und ich habe so bei mir
gedacht, könntest ruhig etwas mehr von dir zeigen
Ich habe dich mit eigenen Augen gesehen
Drehtest dich auf der Treppe um, schütteltest dein
Haar, gingst die Treppe runter
Ich habe dich mit eigenen Augen gesehen
Von allen Hüllen befreit, kamst du über die
Stadt am Fernsehhimmel
Ich habe dich mit eigenen Augen gesehen
Denk immer daran: du fährst eine endlose Straße
entlang
PEACE
FROG
Indianer
verstreut auf dem dämmrigen Highway, blutend
Die Geister bevölkern des jungen Kindes empfindliches
Eierschalenhirn
Blut auf den Straßen von New Heaven
Blut bedeckt die Dächer und Palmen von Venice
Blut in meiner Liebe und in dem furchtbaren Sommer
Blutrote Sonne des phantastischen L.A.
Blut rinnt aus dem Gehirn zwischen die Finger
Blut in den Knochen der Nation
Blut ist die Rose mysteriöser Menschen
Anschwellendes Blut verfolgt mich
Indianer, Indianer, wofür seid ihr gestorben?
Der Indianer sagte rein gar nichts
THE
END
Das
ist das Ende, schöner Freund
Das ist das Ende, mein einziger Freund
Das Ende
Von
unseren sorgfältigen Plänen
Das Ende
Von allem, das besteht
Das Ende
Keine Sicherheit
Keine unverhoffte Rettung
Das Ende
lch werde dir nie wieder in die Augen sehen
Kannst
du dir vorstellen, was sein wird
So grenzenlos und frei
Verzweifelt angewiesen
auf eines Fremden Hand
In einem hoffnungslosen Land
Verloren
in einer römischen Wildnis voller Pein
Und alle Kinder sind wahnsinnig
Alle Kinder sind wahnsinnig,
warten auf den Sommerregen
Es
ist gefährlich am Stadtrand
Fahr die Königsstraße, Baby
Verborgene Adern in der Goldmine
Fahr' die Straße westwärts, Baby
Reite die Schlange
Reite die Schlange
zum See, dem uralten See, Baby
Die Schlange ist lang, sieben Meilen
Reite die Schlange
Die Schlange ist alt
und ihre Haut ist kalt
Der Westen ist am besten
Der Westen ist am besten
...
Der blaue Bus ruft nach uns
Der blaue Bus ruft nach uns
...
Der
Mörder erwachte vor Morgengrauen
er zog seine Schuhe an
suchte sich ein Gesicht aus der Ahnengalerie
und ging hinunter in die Halle
Er ging in das Zimmer,
in dem seine Schwester lebte,
dann stattete er seinem Bruder einen Besuch ab
und dann ging er weiter,
den Flur hinunter
und er kam an eine Tür und sah hinein
Vater
Ja, Sohn
Ich will dich töten
Mutter, ich will dich ficken die ganze Nacht lang... yeah
Komm her, Baby
Komm
Baby,
laß uns die Chance wahrnehmen
Wir treffen uns hinten im blauen Bus
...
Das
ist das Ende, schöner Freund
Das ist das Ende, mein einziger Freund
Das Ende
Sei nicht traurig
Es tut weh, dich freizugeben,
aber du wirst mir nie folgen
Das
Ende des Lachens und des leichten Lebens
Das Ende der Nächte,
in denen wir versuchten zu sterben
Dies ist das Ende
THE
POET'S DREAMS / ANGELS AND SAILORS
Hey
Mann, willst du Mädchen, Pillen, Gras?
Komm' her! Dieser Platz hat alles!
Komm' her! Ich zeig' Dir's!
Engel und Seefahrer, reiche Mädchen, Hintergartengeschöpfe,
Zelte
Träume beobachteten sich genau
Verschwenderische Superschlitten
Mädchen in Garagen, ausgezogen für Likör
und Klamotten
Halbe Schoppen Wein und Sechser-Pack-Bier
Entsprungen, geduckt für's Leid
Geboren, geschaffen, um nackt in diese Wildnis zu gehen
Ich werde dir nichts böses tun, nichts verheimlichen
und dir jeden
Platz und Menschen nennen, der ich war
Immer ein Spielplatzwächter, niemals ein Mörder
Immer eine Brautjungfer am Rande des Ruhms
Stets auf der Hut manövriert er zwei Mädchen
in sein Hotelzimmer
'ne Freundin und 'ne fremde, junge aus Puerto Rico oder
Mexiko
Der arme Junge seufzte
und sein Podex wurde gestreift vom Gürtel des Vaters.
Sie versucht aufzustehen.
'ne Geschichte von einem Freund und Teenager-Todesträumen.
Wunderhübsch in den Tod gelenkt, diesen Schlitten.
Verwirrung, keine Verbindungen.
Komm' her, ich liebe dich!
Friede auf Erden.
Willst du für mich sterben!
Iß mich, so - das Ende...
Ich werde stets wahrhaftig sein,
werde nicht losziehen und herumschnüffeln, Babe,
wenn du mir nur noch einmal Far Arden zeigst.
Ich war überrascht, daß du es so hinnahmst.
Deine Miene verriet nicht die Spuren des Gürtels.
Hab' ich nicht genug hinter mir?
Fragt sie nun, bekleidet und im Gehen.
Das spanische Mädchen begann zu bluten.
Sie sagt, ihre Regel.
Es ist der katholische Himmel.
Und ich habe einen echten indianischen Kruzifix am Hals.
Meine Brust ist hart und braun,
auf dem elenden Laken mit diesem Girl.
Wir könnten 'nen Mord planen oder eine neue Religion
gründen.
THE
SPY
Ich
bin ein Spion im Haus der Liebe
Ich kenne die TRäume, die du hast
Ich kenne das Wort, nach dessen Klang du dich sehnst
Ich kenne deine allergeheimsten Ängste
Ich weiß alles, alles, was du tust, jeden Ort, zu
dem du gehst, kenne ich, jeden, den du kennst
Ich bin ein Spion, ich kann sehen und
ich weiß bescheid
Träge
Löwen, hingestreckt auf nassem Strand.
Das Universum kriecht an den Sumpf,
um seltsam zu beäugen seine eigenen rohen Posen des
Verfalls
in dem Spiegel menschlichen Bewußtseins.
Abweisender und bewölkter Spiegel, absorbierend,
passiv gegenüber allem, was besichtigt und behält
dessen Interesse ein.
Tür des Durchgangs zur anderen Seite.
Die Seele befreit sich selbst im Schreiten.
Wende die Spiegel zur Wand im Haus der Toten.
WAITING
FOR THE SUN
Mit
dem ersten Leuchten Edens
gehen wir runter ans Meer,
stehen dort auf Ufer der Freiheit.
Warten auf die Sonne.
Spürst du es nicht, jetzt, da der Frühling angebrochen
ist,
daß es Zeit ist, unter der verhüllten Sonne
zu leben?
Auf die Sonne zu warten.
Zu warten, daß du meinen Song hörst...
Zu warten, daß du vorbeikommst...
Zu warten, daß du sagst, was wir falsch gemacht
haben...
Dies ist das eigenartigste Leben, das ich kennengelernt
habe.
WHEN
THE MUSIC'S OVER (live)
Wenn
die Musik vorüber ist,
macht die Lichter aus.
Die Musik ist ein besonderer Freund
Tanz auf dem Feuer, wenn sie will
Musik ist dein einziger Freund
bis zum Ende
Widerrufe meine Bestellung für die Auferstehung
Schicke meine Empfehlungsschreiben an das Haus der Internierung
Ich gewann einige innere Freunde
Das Gesicht im Spiegel wird nicht vergehen
Das Mädchen im Fenster wird nicht fallen
Ein Fest unter Freunden
Lebendig! schreit sie
Wartet draußen auf mich
Bevor ich in den großen Schlaf sinke
Möchte ich ihn hören
den Schrei des Schmetterlings
Komm zurück, Baby
Zurück in meine Arme
Wir sind es müde, ständig zu warten
ständig zu warten
mit hängenden Köpfen
Ich höre einen sehr zarten Klang
Was haben sie der Erde angetan?
Was haben sie unserer lieben Schwester angetan?
Schändeten und plünderten
und zerschnitten und zerbissen sie
stachen sie mit Messern in die Seite der Dämmerung
fesselten sie mit Zäunen und zerrten sie zu Boden
Ich höre einen sehr zarten Klang
Mit deinem Ohr unten am Boden
Wir wollen die Welt und wir wollen sie jetzt!
Persische Nacht
sieh das Licht
Rette uns
Jesus
Rette uns
Also - wenn die Musik vorüber ist, macht das Licht
aus
WILD
CHILD
Wildes
Kind, voller Anmut
Retter der Menschheit, beherrsche dein Gesicht
Bastard du, schreckliches Kind
Nicht deiner Mutter, deines Vaters Kind
Bist unser Kind, hast wilde Träume
Mit dem Hunger im Rücken
und Freiheit in den Augen
tanzt sie auf den Knien -
einen erzürnten Prinzen an ihrer Seite -
starrt in die Augen ihres blassen Idols
Erinnerst du dich, daß wir in Afrika sind?
WISHFUL
SINFUL
Kristallklares
Wasser hüllt alles in Blau
kühlendes Wasser
Unsere Liebe ist wunderbar anzusehen
Ich weiß, daß ich liebend gern da wäre,
wo ich herkam
Verlangend, sündig
Blaues Wasser bedeckt dich
Du wurdest gemein, dann entflieh dem Blau
Die magisch aufgehende Sonne scheint weit hinterm Horizont
Aber Liebe genug für dich und mich und Sonnenschein
Ich liebe es, den Wind heulen zu hören
Ich liebe es, dich weinen zu sehen
Wir
kletterten über die Mauer
Wir trotteten durch den Friedhof
Uralte Skulpturen waren überall um uns
Keine Musik, aber das nasse Gras
fühlte sich frisch an, wie der Nebel
Zwei
liebten sich an einem stillen Fleck
Einer scheuchte ein Kaninchen in die Nacht
Ein Mädchen betrank sich und trieb's mit den Toten
Und ich hielt meinem Kopf leere Predigten
Friedhof,
kühl und still
Ungern verlasse ich deine geheiligte Lage,
fürchte das milchige Nahen des Tages
Ich
würde gern bleiben
Ich würde gern bleiben
Ich würde gern bleiben
- Jim Morrison, Juni 1969
Copyright
1992 bei Heinz Gerstenmeyer
und Schirmer/Mosel Verlag, München
Jim Morrison, The Doors
ADOLF
HITLER
Artist:
Doors
Album: other songs
Lyrics: Jim Morrison
Adolf
Hitler is still alive
Ooooogh - sssssh
I slept with her last night
yeah
Come out from behind
that false mustache, Adolf
I know your're in there
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
You favor life
He sides with Death
I straddle the fence
and my balls hurt
A
FEAST OF FRIENDS
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
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
unannounced, 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 it's other jaw reveals incest
and loose obedience to a vegetable law.
I
will not go
Prefer a Feast of Friends
To the Giant Family
BABYLON
FADING
ALABAMA
SONG
Marilyn
Manson live Berlin 19?? / Germany
Artist
- The Doors
Album - The Doors
Lyrics - Jim Morrison
Well, show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show
me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For
if we don't find
The next whisky bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh,
moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Oh,
moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Well,
show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show
me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For
if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh,
moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
AN
AMERICAN PRAYER
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 born yet
and 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
And that fat slow generals are getting
obscene on young blood
Do you know we are ruled by TV
The moon is a dry blood beast
Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers
in the next block of green vine
amassing for warfare on innocent
herdsmen who are just dying
O great creator of being
grant us one more hour to
perform our art
and perfect our lives
The moths and atheists are doubly divine
and dying
We live, we die
and death not ends it
Journey we more into the
Nightmare
Cling to life
Our passion'd flower
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)
We have assembled inside this ancient
and insane theatre
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 1000 Magicians arise
in the land)
Where are the feasts
we were promised
Where is the wine
The New Wine
(dying on the vine)
ANGELS
AND SAILORS
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 manuevered 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 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 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.
AMERICAN NIGHT
All hail the American night!
What was that?
I don't know
Sounds like guns...thunder.
AWAKE
Is
everybody in?
Is everybody in?
Is everybody in?
The ceremony is about to begin.
WAKE UP!
You can't remember where it was
Has this dream stopped?
AWAKE Lyrics by Jim Morrison
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 it's quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and 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
Yeah,
I'm a back door man
I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girl understand
Hey,
all you people that tryin' to sleep
I'm out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah
'Cause I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
All right, yeah
You
men eat your dinner
Eat your pork and beans
I eat more chicken
Than any man ever seen, yeah, yeah
I'm
a back door man, wha
The men don't know
But the little girl understand
Well,
I'm a back door man
I'm a back door man
Whoa, baby, I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
BEEN
DOWN SO LONG
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
BIRD
OF PREY
Bird
of prey, Bird of prey
flying high, flying high
In the summer sky
Bird
of prey, Bird of prey
flying high, flying high
Gently pass on by
Bird
of prey, Bird of prey
flying high, flying high
Am I going to die
Bird
of prey, Bird of prey
flying high, flying high
Take me on your flight
BLACK
POLISHED 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 rag
and smiling cooly drove away
He's rich. Got a big car.
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 times
My girl is mine
She is the world
She is my girl.
La,
la, la, la
My
girl awaits for me in tender times
My girl is mine
She is the world
She is my girl.
BREAK
ON THROUGH
Artist:
Doors
Album: The Doors Buy The Doors CD
Lyrics: Jim Morrison
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, yeah
We
chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Yeah!
C'mon, yeah
Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get
She get
She get
She get high
I
found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, oww!
Oh, yeah!
Made
the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The 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
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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
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
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
CRYSTAL
SHIP
Artist:
Doors
Album: The Doors
Lyrics: Jim Morrison
Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss
The
days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again
Oh
tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly
The
crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line
CURSES,
INVOCATIONS
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
DAWN'S HIGHWAY
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd 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
Indians...maybe one or two of 'em...were just
running around freaking out, and just leaped into my
soul. And they're still in there.
DEAD
CATS, DEAD RATS
Lyrics by Jim Morrison
Dead
cats, dead rats
Did you see what they were at
Allright
Dead cats, dead rats
Suck it on a young man's blood
Wishin' he could come
Suck it on a soldier's brain
Wishin' it would be the same
Dead cats, dead rats
Did you see what they were at
Fat cat in a top of head
Think he's an aristocat
Thinks he can kill the slaughter
Thinks he can shoot my daughter
Yeah right
Yeah right
DO
IT
Yuppa
tuppa ta ta
Yuppa tuppa chic ta
Do thang, do thang
Do tuppa thang cho
Rikki te tatar
Te teen tar
De dow dow
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Yeah
Yeah please me, yeah
Easy, babe
Please me
Please,
please listen to me children
Please, please listen to me children
Please, please listen to me children
Said please, please listen to me children
You are the ones who will rule the world
Listen
to me children
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, ha
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
EASY
RIDE
And
I know
It will be
An easy ride, all right And I know
It will be
Easy ride, ok
The
mask that you wore
My fingers would explore
Costume of control
Excitement soon unfolds
And
I know
It will be
Easy ride, yeah
Joy, for vaguely
Which' your pride
Which' your pride, yeah
Black
polished stone
Black polished stone
I see your eyes
Like burnin' glass
Like burnin' glass
Hear you smile, smile, babe
The
mask that you wore
My fingers would explore
Costume of control
Excitement soon unfolds, hey
Easy,
baby
Call the queen, now
Be my bride
Ragin' darkness
By my side
Seize the summer
In your pride
Take the winter
In your stride
Take the highway to the end of the night
End of the night, end of the night
Take a journey to the bright midnight
End of the night, end of the night
Realms
of bliss, realms of light
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to the endless night
End of the night, end of the night
End of the night, end of the night
Realms
of bliss, realms of light
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to the endless night
End of the night, end of the night
End of the night, end of the night
FIVE
TO ONE
Yeah,
c'mon
Love my girl
She lookin' good
C'mon
One more
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
Com
Yeah!
Your
ballroom days are over, baby
Night is drawing near
Shadows of the evening crawl across the years
Ya walk across the floor with a flower in your hand
Trying to tell me no one understands
Trade in your hours for a handful dimes
Gonna' make it, baby, in our prime
Come
together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together, aha
Get together one more time!
Get together one more time!
Get together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together, gotta, get together
Ohhhhhhhh!
Hey,
c'mon, honey
You won't have along wait for me, baby
I'll be there in just a little while
You see, I gotta go out in this car with these people
and...
Get
together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together, got to
Get together, got to
Get together, got to
Take you up in my room and...
Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah
Love my girl
She lookin' good, lookin' real good
Love ya, c'mon
FREEDOM EXISTS
Did
you know freedom exists
in a school book
Did you know madmen are
running 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 trying for something
That's already found us.
GHOST
SONG
The
DOORS - The Ghost Song
Awake
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 it's quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and 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.
GLORIA
by Van Morrison
Eine
absolut geile Version von John Lee Hooker & Van Morrison
Yeah, right.
Did you hear about my baby? she come around,
She come round here, the head to the ground?
Come round here just about midnight,
She makes me feel so good, make me feel all right.
She come round my street, now
She come to my house and
Knock upon my door
Climbing up my stairs, one, two
[unwriteable improvisation]
Come on baby
Here she is in my room, oh boy
Hey what's your name?
How old are you?
Where'd you go to school?
Aha, yeah
Aha, yeah
Ah, ah yeah, ah yeah
Oh haa, mmm
Well, now that we know each other a little
bit better,
Why don't you come over here
Make me feel all right!
Gloria, gloria
Gloria, gloria
Gloria, gloria
All night, all day
All right, okey, yey!
(gloria, gloria)
You were my queen and i was your fool,
Riding home after school.
You took me home
To your house.
Your father's at work,
Your mama's out shopping around.
Check me into your room.
Show me your thing.
Why'd you do it baby?
Getting softer, slow it down
Softer, get it down
Now you show me your thing.
Wrap your legs around my neck,
Wrap your arms around my feet, yeah
Wrap your hair around my skin.
I'm gonna huh, right, ok, yeah.
It's getting harder, it's getting too
darn fast
It's getting harder
All right!
Come on, now, let's get it on.
Too late, too late, too late,
Too late, too late, too late,
Can't stop, wow!
Make me feel all right!
Gloria, gloria
Gloria, gloria
All night, all day
All right, okey, yey!
Gloria, gloria
Keep the whole thing going, baby!
All right!
All right!
Aaaaah
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
Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game
She's
walking down the street
Blind to every 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 dusky jewel?
Hello,
Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello
I want you
Hello
I need my baby
Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello
HORSE
LATITUDES
When
the still sea conspires an armor
And her 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 head bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined
And sealed over.
HOUR
FOR MAGIC
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
An unsporting brow
Forget and allow
HYACINTH HOUSE
What
are they doing in the Hyacinth House?
What are they doing in the Hyacinth House?
To please the lions in 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 and who doesn'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?
It 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
I
CAN'T SEE YOUR FACE IN MY MIND
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
I
LOOKED AT YOU
I looked at you
You looked me
I smiled at you
You smiled at me
And
we're on our way
No we can't turn back, babe
Yeah, we're on our way
And we can't turn back
'Cause
it's too late
Too late, too late
Too late, too late
And
we're on our way
No we can't turn back, babe
Yeah, we're on our way
And we can't turn back, yeah
C'mon,
yeah!
I
walked with you
You walked with me
I talked to you
You talked to me
And
we're on our way
No we can't turn back, yeah
Yeah, we're on our way
And we can't turn back, yeah
'Cause
it's too late
Too late, too late
Too late, too late
And
we're on our way
No we can't turn back
Yeah, we're on our way
And we can't turn back
'Cause
it's too late
Too late, too late
Too late, too late
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.
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
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
If you believe it
All
join now and lament the death of my cock
A tongue of knowledge in the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence
L'AMERICA
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
LAND
HO!
Grandma
loved a sailor
Who sailed the frozen sea.
Grandpa was the whaler
And he took me on his knee.
He said, "Son, I'm going 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 four country miles.
Singing songs of shady sisters
And old time liberty.
Songs of love and songs of death
And songs to set men free.
Yeah!
I've
got three ships and sixteen 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 litle girl alive.
If I get my hand on a number two,
Come back home and marry you,
marry you, marry you.
Alright!
Land
ho!
LATINO CHROME
My
gang will get you
Scenes of rape in the arroyo
Seduction 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 good time.
This place has everything. C'mon...
I show you.
L.A.WOMAN 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
LIGHT MY FIRE
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
The
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, yeah
The
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, yeah
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
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
LOVE HER MADLY
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
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 tomorrow
One just for today
Love me two times
I'm goin' away
Love
me one time
I could not speak
Love me one time
Yeah, my knees got weak
But 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
Oh,
yes
Love
me one time
I could not speak
Love me one time, baby
Yeah, my knees got weak
But love me two times, girl
Last me all through the week
Love me two times
I'm goin' away
Love
me two times, babe
Love me twice today
Love me two times, babe
'Cause I'm goin' away
Love me two time, girl
One for tomorrow
One just for today
Love me two times
I'm goin' away
Love me two times
I'm goin' away
Love me two times
I'm goin' away
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
I
see you live on Love Street
There's this 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 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, la, la, la, la, la
MAGGIE
M'GILL
Ms.
Maggie M'Gill,
She lived on a hill.
Her daddy got drunk
And left her the will.
So she went down,
Down to Tangie Town.
People down there
Really like to get it on.
Now if you're sad,
And you're feeling blue.
Go out and buy a
Brand new pair of shoes.
And you go down,
Down to Tangie Town.
'Cause people down there
Really like to get it on.
Get it on.
Illegitimate
son
Of a Rock n' Roll star.
Illegitimate son
Of a Rock n' Roll star.
Mom met dad in the back
Of a Rock n' Roll car.
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.
MENTAL FLOSS
(Live At The Aquarius Theater, Hollywood, 1970)
All
deserters will be shot
at 5 o'clock tomorrow morning
so get yourselves together
and quit messing around
No more nonsense!
The
assassination occurred at 3.30
No one was there to witness it
Even the breviaries had left their tapestries on the window
And we were all silenced
by the sad mildew cloud
that followed around
I
wish I was back in the land of the...
of the...
Aaahm uhm...
You
can't pin that one on me
I didn't do a goddamn thing
I was just standing there
Then a bunch of guys came up
and started laying all this shit on me
Now what am I supposed to do?
I'm an American! You can't touch me!
Did
you know all nuns are 42?
And their eyes are blue?
Did you know all table clothes
are white in France?
Did you know women wear underpants?
Well, they do!
How does a musician imitate
the sound of underpants sliding
over a woman's thighs,
down over her ankles,
and over her little toes?
And the rings on her toes?
And her unquipped toe nails?
Lightning
struck the magic purse
I didn't do a damn thing, man!
I was just standing there
in front of the 'Delicatessen'
and all these rabbies ran up
and a bunch of Indians and freaks
and monsters and f.... just started ...
mhmh... talking in all these weird languages...
What aah ... what ... could I say?
Hey,
I'm tired of being a freaky musician
I wanna be Napoleon!
Let's have some more wars around here!
What a stinking, shitty little war we have running over
there
Let's get a big one!
A real big one!
With a lotta killings and bombs and blood!
Schooldays...
Schooldays...
Good old-fashioned rule days...
Schooldays...
Schooldays...
Good old-fashioned rule days...
MONEY
You
know the best things in live are free
You can give it to the bears and bees
I want some money
Yeah yeah
I want some money
Yeah yeah
You
all give me such a thrill
But your loving can't pay no bill's
I want some money
Yeah
I want some money
Yeah yeah
One time
You
all give me such a thrill
But your loving can't pay my bill's
I want some money
Yeah
I want some money
Yeah allright
I
want some money
Give me some money
More money babe
I want some money
Yeah yeah
One more time
I
want some money
More money babe
Money
I like some money
I want some money
Allright
MOONLIGHT
DRIVE
Let's
swim to the moon, uh huh
Let's climb through 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 through 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 through the tide
You reach your hand to hold me
But I can't be your guide
Easy,
I love you
As I watch you glide
Falling through wet forests
On our moonlight drive, baby
Moonlight drive
Come
on, 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
MY
EYES HAVE SEEN YOU
My
eyes have seen you
My eyes have seen you
My eyes have seen you
Stand in your door
When we 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
Endless roll
Endless roll
Endless roll
Endless roll
Endless roll
Endless roll
Endless roll
Endless roll
Endless roll
Endless roll
Endless roll
MYSTERY
TRAIN
Train
arrive
Sixteen coaches long.
Train arrive
Sixteen coaches long.
Well that mean old train,
Took my baby;
He's gone.
Train, train
Coming 'round the bend.
Train, train
Coming 'round the bend.
Yeah that mean old evil train
Took my one and only friend.
Train, train
Coming down the line.
Train, train
Coming down the line.
Well that mean old rotten train
Took the only friend of mine.
Train, train
Coming down the track.
Train, train
Coming down the track.
Yeah he took my baby
And he never bring her back, alright.
Whoo, whoo.
Train, train
Come and gone.
Took my baby,
Took my baby,
Took my love
Away...
Well I woke up this morning, yeah.
Nothing on my mind.
MY
WILD LOVE
My
wild love went ridin'
She rode all the day
She wrote 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 ridin'
She rode to the sea
She gathered together
Some shells for her head
She rode and she rode on
She rode for a while
Then stopped for an evenin'
And lay her head down
She
rode on to Christmas
She rode to the farm
She rode to Japan
And we entered a town
By this time the river
Had changed one degree
She asked for the people
To let her go free
My
wild love is crazy
She screams like a bird
She moans like a cat
When she wants to be heard
My wild love went ridin'
She rode for an hour
She rode and she rested
And then she rode on
Ride, c'mon
