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Jim Morrison was a craphead.


>:( Don't be dissin' my party hero... Morrison drank like a viking (no, not Arthur) and dropped his pants on stage. That's what I call partyin' like a rock star.

Not to mention he penned such immortal words as -

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


and...

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
Come on and set me free
I said, warden, warden, warden
Won't you break your lock and key
I said, warden, warden, warden
Won't you break your lock and key
Yeah, come along here, mister
Come on 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
Come on little darling,
Come on 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
Come on, oh come on, come on and set me free

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The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you

Now how can you diss that. Sure it sounds stupid but there is something that is so cool about it, specially when your drunk like he was.
If I could make a wish, I think I'd pass.
Can't think of anything I need
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound.
Nothing to eat, no books to read.

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Their music ranges from total shit to totally awesome.

Some great songs:

The End
When the musics over
The Crystal Ship
Texas Radio and the Big B
Horse Lattitudes

Really bad, overplayed song:

Light my fire (yak)

(Jim Morrison WAS, in fact, a crapface)

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he's definitely a poet with a voice, but I like many people would have been pissed about him passing out and falling off stage repeatedly during multiple perfomances where they paid money to see them play.....completely unprofessional....

heya Sky is that the "Zappa Crappa" pic you've got for your avatar? i love it...Zappa's look is pure evil....no one likes being surprised on the shitter...:o
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when your right, your right. Its not mainstream for sure. But get good and smashed on a dark rainy night. Ahhhh... those were the days.
Goddam dirty hippies piss me off! ~GFD
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Jim Morrison was a craphead.


>:( Don't be dissin' my party hero... Morrison drank like a viking (no, not Arthur) and dropped his pants on stage. That's what I call partyin' like a rock star.

Not to mention he penned such immortal words as -

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


and...

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
Come on and set me free
I said, warden, warden, warden
Won't you break your lock and key
I said, warden, warden, warden
Won't you break your lock and key
Yeah, come along here, mister
Come on 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
Come on little darling,
Come on 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
Come on, oh come on, come on and set me free



I agree, he wrote beautiful poetry, my favourite from "The Wilderness" was

The night is young and full of rest,
I can't describe the way she is dressed,
she will pander to some strangerequests,
anything to please her guest"

"Most of us can read the writing on the wall; we just assume it's
addressed to someone else!" Ivern Ball

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