The Doors - Soul Kitchen
Well, the clock says it′s time to close
I guess I′d better go
I′d really like to stay here all night
The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes,
Street lights shed their hollow glow;
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
Still one place to go, still one place to go
Let me sleep all night in your
soul kitchen
,
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I′ll wander, baby,
Stumbling in the neon groves
Your fingers weave quick minarets,
Speaking in secret alphabets
I light another cigarette,
Learn to forget, learn to forget
I guess I′d better go
I′d really like to stay here all night
The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes,
Street lights shed their hollow glow;
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
Still one place to go, still one place to go
Let me sleep all night in your
soul kitchen
,
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I′ll wander, baby,
Stumbling in the neon groves
Your fingers weave quick minarets,
Speaking in secret alphabets
I light another cigarette,
Learn to forget, learn to forget
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