Curses, invocations
Weird bate-headed mongrels
I keep expecting one of you to rise
Large buxom, obese queens
Garden hogs and cunt veterans
Quaint cabbage saints
Shit hoarders and individualists
Drag strip officials
Tight lipped losers
And lustful f*ck salesman
My militant dandies
All strange orders of monsters
Hot on the tail of the woodvine
We welcome you to our procession
Here come the comedians
Look at them smile
Watch them dance an Indian mile
Look at them gesture
How aplomb
So to gesture everyone
Words dissemble
Words be quick
Words resemble walking sticks
Plant them, they will grow
Watch them waver so
I'll always be a word man
Better then a bird man
The Doors - Curses Invocations Lyrics
The Doors - Curses Invocations Lyrics
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Curses, invocations
Weird bate-headed mongrels
I keep expecting one of you to rise
Large buxom, obese queens
Garden hogs and cunt veterans
Quaint cabbage saints
Shit hoarders and individualists
Drag strip officials
Tight lipped losers
And lustful f*ck salesman
My militant dandies
All strange orders of monsters
Hot on the tail of the woodvine
We welcome you to our procession
Here come the comedians
Look at them smile
Watch them dance an Indian mile
Look at them gesture
How aplomb
So to gesture everyone
Words dissemble
Words be quick
Words resemble walking sticks
Plant them, they will grow
Watch them waver so
I'll always be a word man
Better then a bird man
Weird bate-headed mongrels
I keep expecting one of you to rise
Large buxom, obese queens
Garden hogs and cunt veterans
Quaint cabbage saints
Shit hoarders and individualists
Drag strip officials
Tight lipped losers
And lustful f*ck salesman
My militant dandies
All strange orders of monsters
Hot on the tail of the woodvine
We welcome you to our procession
Here come the comedians
Look at them smile
Watch them dance an Indian mile
Look at them gesture
How aplomb
So to gesture everyone
Words dissemble
Words be quick
Words resemble walking sticks
Plant them, they will grow
Watch them waver so
I'll always be a word man
Better then a bird man
Writer: Jim Morrison, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D Manzarek, Robert A Krieger
Copyright: Lyrics © Doors Music Company
Copyright: Lyrics © Doors Music Company
Performed By: The Doors
Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: Jim Morrison, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D Manzarek, Robert A Krieger