Song | Albinoni's Adagio In G Minor |
Artist | The Doors |
Album | Perception |
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We can invent | |
Kingdoms of our owngrand purple thrones, those chairs of lust& love we must, in beds of rust | |
Steel doors lock in prisoner's screams& muzak, | |
AM, rocks their dreams | |
No black men's pride to hoist the beamswhile mocking angels sift what seems | |
To be a collage of magazine dust | |
Scratched on foreheads of walls of trust | |
This is just jail for those who mustget up in the morning & fight for such | |
Unusable standards | |
While weeping maidens | |
Show-off penury & pout | |
Ravings for a mad staff |