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The Celebration of the Lizard / Jim Morrison (c) 1968 NIPPER MUSIC CO., INC.

Lions in the street and roamingDogs in heat, rabid, foamingA beast caged in the heart of a cityThe body of his motherRotting in the summer ground.

He fled the town.

He went down South and crossed the borderLeft the chaos and disorderBack there over his shoulder.

One morning he awoke in a green hotelWith a strange creature groaning beside him.Sweat oozed from its shiny skin.

Is everybody in?The ceremony is about to begin.

Wake up!You can't rember where it was.Had this dream stopped?

The snake was pale goldGlazed & shrunken.We were afraid to touch it.The sheets were hot dead prisons.

Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom,Look!I can't live thru each slow century of her moving.I let my cheek slide downThe cool smooth tileFeel the good cold stinging bloodThe smooth hissing snakes of rain...

Once i had a little game

I liked to crawl back into my brainI think you know the game I meanI mean the game called 'go insane'

Now you should try this little gameJust close your eyes forget your nameForget the world, forget the peopleAnd we'll erect a different steeple.

This little game is fun to do.Just close your eyes, no way to lose.

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And I'm right there, I'm going too.Release control, we're breaking through.

Way back deep into the brain

Back where there's never any pain.And the rain falls gently on the town.And in the labyrinth of streamsBeneath, the quiet earthly presence ofNervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around,Reptiles aboundingFossils, caves, cool air heights.

Each house repeats a moldWindows rolledBeast car locked in against morning.All now sleepingRugs silent, mirrors vacant,

Dust blind under the beds of lawful couplesWound in sheets.And daughters, smugWith semen eyes in their nipples

Wait

There's been a slaughter here.

(Don't stop to speak or look aroundYour gloves & fan are on the groundWe're getting out of townWe're going on the runAnd you're the one i want to come)

Not to touch the earthNot to see the sunNothing left to do, but

Run, run, runLet's run

House upon the hillMoon is lying stillShadows of the treesWitnessing the wild breezeC'mon baby run with meLet's run

Run with me

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Run with meRun with meLet's run

The mansion is warm, at the top of the hillRich are the rooms and the comforts thereRed are the arms of luxuriant chairsAnd you won't know a thing till you get inside

Dead president's corpse in the driver's carThe engine runs on glue and tarC'mon along, we're not going very farTo the East to meet the Czar.

Some outlaws lived by the side of a lakeThe minister's daughter's in love with the snakeWho lives in a well by the side of the roadWake up, girl! We're almost home

Sun, sun, sunBurn, burn, burn

Soon, soon, soonMoon, moon, moon,I will get youSoon!Soon!Soon!

Let the carnival bells ringLet the serpent singLet everything

We came downThe rivers & highways

We came down fromForests & falls

We came down fromCarson & SpringfieldWe came down fromPhoenix enthralled& I can tell youThe names of the KingdomI can tell youThe things that you knowListening for a fistful of silenceClimbing valleys into the shade

'I am the Lizard KingI can do anythingI can make the earth stop in its tracksI made the blue cars go away

For seven years I dwelt

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In the loose palace if exile,Playing strange gamesWith the girls of the island.

Now I have come againTo the land of the fair, & the strong, & the wise.

Brothers & sisters of the pale forest

O children of the NightWho among you will run with the hunt?

Now Night arrives with her purple legion.Retire now to your tents & to your dreams.Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth.I want to be ready.'

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