The Doors - Morrison Hotel Album Lyrics

Yeah

Ah, keep your eyes on the road
Your hands upon the wheel
Ah, keep your eyes on the road
Your hands upon the wheel
We're going to the roadhouse
We're gonna have a real, a good time, alright

Yeah, the back of the roadhouse
They've got some bungalows
Yeah, the back of the roadhouse
They've got some bungalows

Ay, well, that's where the people
Like to go down slow, alright

Let it roll, baby, roll
Roll, baby, roll
Roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long

Yeah, do it, Robby, do it, yeah

Gotta roll, roll, roll-a
Thrill my soul, alright
Yeah, gotta roll, roll, roll, roll-a
Thrill my soul, yeah, gotta

Chee-boba-loo, bow, bow, bow
Cha-cha, da, cha-cha, dow, dow
Cha-cha, da, cha-cha, chow, chow
Da, cha-cha, da, chow, chow, oh-uh
Da, cha-cha, da, cha-cha, oh-uh
Da, cha-cha, da, chow

Right now

Ashen lady
Ashen lady
Give up your vows
Give up your vows
Save our city
Save our city
Right now

Well, I woke up this morning
Got myself a beer
Well, I woke up this morning
Got myself a beer

Well, the future's uncertain
And end is always near

Let it roll, baby, roll
Roll, baby, roll
Roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long

Thank you very much

At first flash of Eden
We race down to the sea
Standing there on freedom's shore

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun

Can you feel it
Now that Spring has come
That it's time to live in the scattered sun

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun
Waiting,, waiting,, waiting,, waiting, waiting,, waiting,, waiting,, waiting

Waiting for you to come along
Waiting for you to hear my song
Waiting for you to come along
Waiting for you to tell me what went wrong

This is the strangest life I've ever known
[scream]

Can you feel it
Now that Spring has come
That it's time to live in the scattered sun.

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun

I really want you, really do.
Really need ya baby, God knows I do.
'Cause I'm not real enough without you;
Oh, what can I do? You make me real.
You make me feel like lovers feel.
You make me throw away mistaken misery.
Make me free, love, make me free.
I really want you, really do.
Really need ya baby, really do.
Well I'm not real enough without you;
Oh, what can I do? You make me real.
Only you have that appeal.
So let me slide in your tender sunken sea.
Make me free, love, make me free.
You make me real.
You make me feel like lovers feel.
You make me throw away mistaken misery.
Make me free, love, make me free.
Make me free.
You make me real

There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
She came
There's blood on the streets, it's up to my knee
She came
Blood on the streets in the town of Chicago
She came
Blood on the rise, it's following me
Think about the break of day

She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair

She came
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness She came
Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh She came
Yeah the river runs red down the legs of the city
She came
The women are crying rivers of weepin'

She came into town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.

Blood screams the pain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union

There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago
Blood on the rise, it's following me

I found my own true love was on a blue Sunday
She looked at me and told me
I was the only one in the world
Now I have found my girl
My girl awaits for me in tender time
My girl is mine, she is the world
She is my girl
La, la, la, la

My girl awaits for me in tender time
My girl is mine, she is the world
She is my girl

The human race was dyin' out
Noone left to scream and shout
People walking on the moon
Smog will get you pretty soon

Everyone was hanging out
Hanging up and hanging down
Hanging in and holding fast
Hope our little world will last

Yeah, along came Mr. Goodtrips
Looking for a new a ship
Come on, people better climb on board
Come on, baby, now we're going home
Ship of fools, ship of fools

The human race was dyin' out
Noone left to scream and shout
People walking on the moon
Smog will get you pretty soon
Ship of fools, ship of fools
Ship of fools, ship of fools
Ship of fools, ship of fools
[improv and fade]

Grandma loved a sailor, who sailed the frozen sea
Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee
He said: "Son, I'm going crazy from livin' on the land
Got to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sands"

This old man was graceful with silver in his smile
He smoked a briar pipe and he walked four country miles
Singing songs of shady sisters and old time liberty
Songs of love and songs of death and songs to set men free
Ya!

I've got three ships and sixteen men
A course for ports unread
I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow till half of us are dead
Land ho!

Well, if I get my hands on a dollar bill gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill
If I get my hands on a number five gonna skin that litlle girl alive
If I get my hand on a number two come back home and marry you
Marry you, marry you
Alright!
Land ho!
[improv out]

I'm a spy in the house of love
I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of
I know the word that you long to hear
I know your deepest, secret fear
I'm a spy in the house of love
I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of
I know the word that you long to hear
I know your deepest, secret fear
I know everything
Everything you do
Everywhere you go
Everyone you know

I'm a spy in the house of love
I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of
I know the word that you long to hear
I know your deepest, secret fear
I know your deepest, secret fear
I know your deepest, secret fear
I'm a spy, I can see
What you do
And I know

She was a princess, Queen of the Highway
Sign on the road said: "Take us to Madre"
No one could save her, save the blind tiger
He was a monster, black dressed in leather
She was a princess, Queen of the Highway

Now they are wedded, she is a good girl
Naked as children out in a meadow
Naked as children, wild as can be
Soon to have offspring, start it all over

Start at all over

American boy, American girl
Most beautiful people in the world!
Son of a frontier Indian Swirl
Dancing through the midnight whirl-pool, formless
Hope it can continue a little while longer

I love you, the best
Better than all the rest
I love you, the best
Better than all the rest
That I meet in the summer
Indian summer
That I meet in the summer
Indian summer
I love you, the best
Better than all the rest

Miss Maggie MGill, she lived on a hill
Her daddy got drunk and left her no will
So she went down
Down to Tangie Town
People down there really like to get it on

Now, if youre sad and youre feeling blue
Go out and buy a brand new pair of shoes
And you go down
Down to Tangie Town
Cause people down there really like to get it on
Get it on

Illegitimate son of a rockn roll star
Illegitimate son of a rocknroll star
Mom met Dad in the back of a rocknroll car

Im an old blues man
And I think that you understand
Ive been singing the blues ever since the world began

Maggie, Maggie, Maggie MGill
Roll on, roll on, Maggie MGill

Maggie, Maggie, Maggie MGill
Roll on, roll on, Maggie MGill

Maggie, Maggie, roll on, roll
Roll on, Maggie MGill
Roll on, roll