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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
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"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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