the doors curses, invocation şarkı sözleri

Curses, invocationsWeird bate-headed mongrelsI keep expecting one of you to riseLarge buxom obese queenGarden hogs and cunt veteransQuaint cabbage saintsShit hoarders and individualistsDrag strip officialsTight lipped losers andLustful fuck salesmanMy militant dandiesAll strange orders of monstersHot on the tail of the woodvineWe welcome you to our processionHere come the comediansLook at them smileWatch them dance an indian mileLook at them gestureHow aplombSo to gesture everyoneWords dissembleWords be quickWords resemble walking sticksPlant them they will growWatch them waver soI'll always be a word manBetter then a bird man
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