Lament for my cock
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Acquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of mystery
Strip show
How to acquire death in the morning show?
TV death which the child absorbs
Death well mystery which makes me write
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life
Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Taught us God in the child's prayer in the night
Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode to my cock
Caress it's lament
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
Lost cells, the knowledge of cancer
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift
Words, power, trance
This stable friend and the beast of his zoo
Wild haired chicks
Women flowering in their summit
Monsters of skin
Each color connects to create the boat
Which rocks the race
Could any hell be more horrible
Than now and real?
I pressed her thigh and death smiled
Death, old friend
Death and my cock are the world
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
Wisdom, luxury, romance
Sentence upon sentence
Words are the healing lament
For the death of my cock's spirit
Has no meaning in the soft fire
Words got me the wound and get me well
If you believe it
All join now and lament the death of my cock
A tongue of knowledge in the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence
Lament Video (MV)
Performed By: The Doors
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Jim Morrison, Raymond D Manzarek, John Paul Densmore, Robert A Krieger
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Lament for my cock
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Acquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of mystery
Strip show
How to acquire death in the morning show?
TV death which the child absorbs
Death well mystery which makes me write
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life
Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Taught us God in the child's prayer in the night
Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode to my cock
Caress it's lament
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
Lost cells, the knowledge of cancer
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift
Words, power, trance
This stable friend and the beast of his zoo
Wild haired chicks
Women flowering in their summit
Monsters of skin
Each color connects to create the boat
Which rocks the race
Could any hell be more horrible
Than now and real?
I pressed her thigh and death smiled
Death, old friend
Death and my cock are the world
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
Wisdom, luxury, romance
Sentence upon sentence
Words are the healing lament
For the death of my cock's spirit
Has no meaning in the soft fire
Words got me the wound and get me well
If you believe it
All join now and lament the death of my cock
A tongue of knowledge in the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Acquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of mystery
Strip show
How to acquire death in the morning show?
TV death which the child absorbs
Death well mystery which makes me write
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life
Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Taught us God in the child's prayer in the night
Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode to my cock
Caress it's lament
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
Lost cells, the knowledge of cancer
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift
Words, power, trance
This stable friend and the beast of his zoo
Wild haired chicks
Women flowering in their summit
Monsters of skin
Each color connects to create the boat
Which rocks the race
Could any hell be more horrible
Than now and real?
I pressed her thigh and death smiled
Death, old friend
Death and my cock are the world
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
Wisdom, luxury, romance
Sentence upon sentence
Words are the healing lament
For the death of my cock's spirit
Has no meaning in the soft fire
Words got me the wound and get me well
If you believe it
All join now and lament the death of my cock
A tongue of knowledge in the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence
Writer: Jim Morrison, Raymond D Manzarek, John Paul Densmore, Robert A Krieger
Copyright: Lyrics © Doors Music Company
Copyright: Lyrics © Doors Music Company