The Soft Parade ( LP Version) - The Doors When i was back there in seminary school
There was a person there Who put forth the proposition
That you can petition the lord with prayer
Petition the lord with prayer
Petition the lord with prayer
You cannot petition the lord with prayer!
Can you give me sanctuary
I must find a place to hide
A place for me to hide
Can you find me soft asylum I can't make it anymore
The man is at the door
Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy
Champion sax and a girl named sandy
There's only four ways to get unraveled
One is to sleep and the other is travel, da da
One is a bandit up in the hills
One is to love your neighbor 'till
His wife gets home
Catacombs
Nursery bones
Winter women
Growing stones
Carrying babies To the river
Streets and shoes
Avenues
Leather riders
Selling news
The monk bought lunch
Ha ha, he bought a little
Yes, he did
Woo! this is the best part of the trip This is the trip, the best part
I really like What'd he say?
Yeah! yeah, right!
Pretty good, huh
Huh! yeah, i'm proud to be a part of this number
Successful hills are here to stay
Everything must be this way
Gentle streets where people play
Welcome to the soft parade
All our lives we sweat and save
Building for a shallow grave
Must be something else we say
Somehow to defend this place
Everything must be this way
Everything must be this way, yeah
The soft parade has now begun
Listen to the engines hum
People out to have some fun
A cobra on my left
Leopard on my right, yeah
The deer woman in a silk dress
Girls with beads around their necks
Kiss the hunter of the green vest Who has wrestled before
With lions in the night
Out of sight!
The lights are getting brighter
The radio is moaning
Calling to the dogs
There are still a few animals
Left out in the yard
But it's getting harder
To describe sailors
To the underfed
Tropic corridor
Tropic treasure
What got us this far To this mild equator?
We need someone or something new
Something else to get us through, yeah, c'mon
Callin' on the dogs
Callin' on the dogs
Oh, it's gettin' harder Callin' on the dogs Callin' in the dogs Callin' all the dogs
Callin' on the gods
You gotta meet me Too late, baby Slay a few animals
At the crossroads Too late All in the yard But it's gettin' harder By the crossroads You gotta meet me
Oh, we're goin', we're goin great At the edge of town Tropic corridor
Tropic treasure Havin' a good time Got to come along What got us this far To this mild equator? Outskirts of the city You and i We need someone new Somethin' new Somethin' else to get us through Better bring your gun
Better bring your gun Tropic corridor Tropic treasure We're gonna ride and have some fun When all else fails We can whip the horse's eyes
And make them sleep
And cry
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Better bring your gun Tropic corridor Tropic treasure We're gonna ride and have some fun When all else fails We can whip the horse's eyes
