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Band: The Doors Album: The Very Best of The Doors Release date: 2001 Track number: 8 Genre: Psychedelic Rock Lyrics: Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their hollywood bungalows Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light Or just another lost angel...city of night City of night, city of night, city of night, woo, c'mon L.a. woman, l.a. woman L.a. woman sunday afternoon x3 Drive through your suburbs Into your blues, into your blues, yeah Into your blue-blue blues Into your blues, ohh, yeah I see your hair is burnin' Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you You know they are a liar Drivin' down your freeways Midnight alleys roam Cops in cars, the topless bars Never saw a woman... So alone, so alone x2 Motel money murder madness Let's change the mood from glad to sadness Mr. mojo risin', mr. mojo risin' x2 Got to keep on risin' Mr. mojo risin', mr. mojo risin' Mojo risin', gotta mojo risin' Mr. mojo risin', gotta keep on risin' Risin', risin' Gone risin', risin' I'm gone risin', risin' I gotta risin', risin' Well, risin', risin' I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin' Woah, ohh yeah Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their hollywood bungalows Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light Or just another lost angel...city of night City of night, city of night, city of night, woah, c'mon L.a. woman, l.a. woman, l.a. woman, your my woman Little l.a. woman, little l.a. woman L.a. l.a. woman woman, l.a. woman c'mon

The Doors - When the Music's Over Lyrics: Yeah, c'mon When the music's over When the music's over, yeah When the music's over Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Turn out the lights, yeah When the music's over When the music's over When the music's over Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Turn out the lights For the music is your special friend Dance on fire as it intends Music is your only friend Until the end Until the end Until the end Cancel my subscription to the Resurrection Send my credentials to the House of Detention I got some friends inside The face in the mirror won't stop The girl in the window won't drop A feast of friends "Alive!" she cried Waitin' for me Outside! Before I sink Into the big sleep I want to hear I want to hear The scream of the butterfly Come back, baby Back into my arm We're gettin' tired of hangin' around Waitin' around with our heads to the ground I hear a very gentle sound Very near yet very far Very soft, yeah, very clear Come today, come today What have they done to the earth? What have they done to our fair sister? Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn And tied her with fences and dragged her down I hear a very gentle sound With your ear down to the ground We want the world and we want it... We want the world and we want it... Now Now? Now! Persian night, babe See the light, babe Save us! Jesus! Save us! So when the music's over When the music's over, yeah When the music's over Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Well the music is your special friend Dance on fire as it intends Music is your only friend Until the end Until the end Until the end!

Para algunos ,Jim fue un poeta , con su alma atrapada entre el cielo y el infierno. Para otros otra fugaz estrella de rock que se estrello y consumió. Pero lo cierto es .......que es imposible consumirse si no se esta ardiendo. http://vimeo.com/19414497

Para algunos ,Jim fue un poeta , con su alma atrapada entre el cielo y el infierno. Para otros otra fugaz estrella de rock que se estrello y consumió. Pero lo cierto es .......que es imposible consumirse si no se esta ardiendo. http://vimeo.com/19414497

Band: The Doors Album: The Very Best of The Doors Release date: 2001 Track number: 6 Genre: Psychedelic Rock Lyrics: Strange days have found us Strange days have tracked us down They're going to destroy Our casual joys We shall go on playing Or find a new town Yeah! Strange eyes fill strange rooms Voices will signal their tired end The hostess is grinning Her guests sleep from sinning Hear me talk of sin And you know this is it Yeah! Strange days have found us And through their strange hours We linger alone Bodies confused Memories misused As we run from the day To a strange night of stone