The Doors - An American Prayer (1978) - 05 - To Come Of Age | Текст песни

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• The Doors - An American Prayer (1978) - 05
• To Come Of Age

Hut!
Hut!
Hut ho hee up!
Hut!
Hut!
Hut ho hee up!

A military station in the desert.

Hut!
Hut!
Hut ho hee up!
Comp'nee
Halt!
Pree-sent arms!

Can we resolve the past,
Lurking jaws, joints of time?
The Base
To come of age in a dry place,
Holes and caves.

My friend drove and hour each day from the mountains.
The bus gives you a hard-on with books in your lap.
Someone shot the bird in the afternoon dance show.
They gave out free records to the best couple.
Spades dance best, from the hip.

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