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Текст песни The Doors - The Soft Parade

The Doors - The Soft Parade слова песни




When I was back there in seminary schoolThere was a person thereWho put forth the propositionThat you can petition the Lord with prayerPetition the lord with prayerPetition the lord with prayerYou cannot petition the lord with prayer!Can you give me sanctuaryI must find a place to hideA place for me to hideCan you find me soft asylumI can`t make it anymoreThe Man is at the doorPeppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candyChampion sax and a girl named SandyThere`s only four ways to get unraveledOne is to sleep and the other is travel, da daOne is a bandit up in the hillsOne is to love your neighbor `tillHis wife gets homeCatacombsNursery bonesWinter womenGrowing stonesCarrying babiesTo the riverStreets and shoesAvenuesLeather ridersSelling newsThe monk bought lunchHa ha, he bought a littleYes, he didWoo!This is the best part of the tripThis is the trip, the best partI really likeWhat`d he say?Yeah!Yeah, right!Pretty good, huhHuh!Yeah, I`m proud to be a part of this numberSuccessful hills are here to stayEverything must be this wayGentle streets where people playWelcome to the Soft ParadeAll our lives we sweat and saveBuilding for a shallow graveMust be something else we saySomehow to defend this placeEverything must be this wayEverything must be this way, yeahThe Soft Parade has now begunListen to the engines humPeople out to have some funA cobra on my leftLeopard on my right, yeahThe deer woman in a silk dressGirls with beads around their necksKiss the hunter of the green vestWho has wrestled beforeWith lions in the nightOut of sight!The lights are getting brighterThe radio is moaningCalling to the dogsThere are still a few animalsLeft out in the yardBut it`s getting harderTo describe sailorsTo the underfedTropic corridorTropic treasureWhat got us this farTo this mild equator?We need someone or something newSomething else to get us through, yeah, c`monCallin` on the dogsCallin` on the dogsOh, it`s gettin` harderCallin` on the dogsCallin` in the dogsCallin` all the dogsCallin` on the godsYou gotta meet meToo late, babySlay a few animalsAt the crossroadsToo lateAll in the yardBut it`s gettin` harderBy the crossroadsYou gotta meet meOh, we`re goin`, we`re goin greatAt the edge of townTropic corridorTropic treasureHavin` a good timeGot to come alongWhat got us this farTo this mild equator?Outskirts of the cityYou and IWe need someone newSomethin` newSomethin` else to get us throughBetter bring your gunBetter bring your gunTropic corridorTropic treasureWe`re gonna ride and have some funWhen all else failsWe can whip the horse`s eyesAnd make them sleepAnd cry

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