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ThE EnD - ThE DooRS <--- click to watchThis is the endBeautiful friendThis is the endMy only friend, the endOf our elaborate plans, the endOf everything that stands, the endNo safety or surprise, the endIll never look into your eyes...againCan you picture what will beSo limitless and freeDesperately in need...of some...strangers handIn a...desperate landLost in a roman...wilderness of painAnd all the children are insaneAll the children are insaneWaiting for the summer rain, yeahTheres danger on the edge of townRide the kings highway, babyWeird scenes inside the gold mineRide the highway west, babyRide the snake, ride the snakeTo the lake, the ancient lake, babyThe snake is long, seven milesRide the snake...hes old, and his skin is coldThe west is the bestThe west is the bestGet here, and well do the restThe blue bus is callin usThe blue bus is callin usDriver, where you taken usThe killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots onHe took a face from the ancient galleryAnd he walked on down the hallHe went into the room where his sister lived, and...then hePaid a visit to his brother, and then heHe walked on down the hall, andAnd he came to a door...and he looked insideFather, yes son, I want to kill youMother...i want to...fuck youCmon baby, take a chance with usCmon baby, take a chance with usCmon baby, take a chance with usAnd meet me at the back of the blue busDoin a blue rockOn a blue busDoin a blue rockCmon, yeahKill, kill, kill, kill, kill, killThis is the endBeautiful friendThis is the endMy only friend, the endIt hurts to set you freeBut youll never follow meThe end of laughter and soft liesThe end of nights we tried to dieThis is the endJames Douglas Morrison (Melbourne, Florida, 8 dicembre 1943 - Parigi, Francia, 3 luglio 1971)
