1. .
    jim morrison'un şiiri, ilk defa the doors grubu absolutely live albümünden çalmışlardır.

    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 town

    He went down South and crossed the border
    Left chaos and disorder
    Back there over his shoulder

    One 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 begin

    Wake 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 prisons
    And she was beside me
    Old, she's no, young
    Her dark red hair
    the white soft skin

    Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom
    shes coming in here
    I can't live thru 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 rain . . .

    Once 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 steeple

    This 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 thru

    Way 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 streams
    Beneath, the quiet unearthly presence of
    gentle hill dwellers, in the gentle hills around
    Reptiles abounding
    Fossils, caves, cool air heights

    Each house repeats a mold
    Windows rolled
    Beast car locked in against morning
    All now sleeping
    Rugs silent, mirrors vacant
    Dust Lying under the beds of lawful couples
    Wound in sheets
    And daughters, smug
    With semen eyes in their nipples

    There's been a slaughter here

    (Don'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 come)

    Not to touch the earth
    Not to see the sun
    Nothing left to do, but
    Run, run, run
    Let's run
    lets run

    House upon the hill
    Moon is lying still
    Shadows of the trees
    Witnessing the wild breeze
    C'mon baby run with me
    Let's run

    Run with me
    Run with me
    Run with me
    Let's run

    The 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 inside

    Dead 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 Czar

    run with me
    run with me
    run with me
    let's run

    Some 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 home

    We should see the gates by mornin'
    We should be inside by evening,

    sun sun sun
    burn burn burn
    burn, burn, burn,
    i will get you

    i am the lizard king
    i can do anything

    We came down
    The rivers and highways
    We came down from
    Forests and falls

    We came down from
    Carson and Springfield
    We came down from
    Phoenix enthralled
    And I can tell you
    The names of the Kingdom
    I can tell you
    The things that you know
    Listening for a fistful of silence
    Climbing valleys into the shade

    for 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 forest
    children of night
    who among you will run with the hunt?
    now night arives 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'
    ... denzkore
  2. .
    kertenkele selamlamasıdır güzel ruhlu büyük ozanın.

    (bkz: jim morrison)
    1 ... woodford reserve