THE CELEBRATION  OF THE LIZARD

By Jim Morrison 
  
  

Lions in the street & roaming 
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming 
A beast caged in the heart of a city 

The body of his mother 
Rotting in the summer ground. 
He fled the town. 

He went down South 
And crossed the border 
Left the chaos & disorder 
Back there 
Over his shoulder. 

One morning he awoke in a green hotel 
W/a strange creature groaning beside him. 
Sweat oozed from its shiny skin. 

Is everybody in? (3) 
The ceremony is about to begin. 

Wake up! 
You can't remember where it was. 
Had this dream stopped? 
The snake was pale gold glazed & shrunken. 
We were afraid to touch it. 
The sheets were hot dead prisons. 
And she was beside me, old, 
She's, no; young. 
Her dark red hair. 
The white soft skin. 
Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom, 
Look! 
She's coming in here. 
I can't live thru each slow century 
of her moving. 
I let my cheek slide down 
The cool smooth tile 
Feel the good cold stinging blood. 
The smooth hissing snakes 
of rain... 
~~~ 

Once I had a little game 
I liked to crawl back in my brain 
I think you know the game I mean 
I mean the game called "Go Insane" 

Now you should try this little game 
Just close your eyes forget your name 
forget the world, forget the people 
and we'll erect a different steeple. 

This little game is fun to do. 
Just close your eyes, no way to lose 
And I'm right here, I'm going too 
Release control, we're breaking through 
~~~ 

Way back deep into the brain 
Way back past the realm of pain 
Back where there's never any rain 

And the rain falls gently on the town 
And over the heads of all of us 

And in the labyrinth of streams beneath 
Quiet unearthly presence of 
Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around 
Reptiles abounding 
Fossils, caves, cool air heights 

Each house repeats a mold 
Windows rolled 
A beast car locked in against morning 
All now sleeping 
Rugs silent, mirrors vacant 
Dust blind under the beds of lawful couples 
Wound in sheets 
And daughters, smug with semen 
Eyes in their nipples 

Wait! There's been a slaughter here 

Don't stop to speak or look around 
Your gloves and fan are on the ground 
We're getting out of town 
We're going on the run 
And you're the one I want to come! 
~~~ 

Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun 
Nothing left to do but run, run, run 
Let's run, let's run 

House upon the hill, moon is lying still 
Shadows of the trees witnessing the wild breeze 
Come on, baby, run with me 
Let's run 

Run with me, run with me, run with me 
Let's run 

The mansion is warm at the top of the hill 
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there 
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs 
And you won't know a thing till you get inside 

Dead president's corpse in the driver's car 
The engine runs on glue and tar 
Come on along, not going very far 
To the east to meet the Czar 

Run with me, run with me, run with me 
Let's run 

Some outlaws live by the side of a lake 
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake 
Who lives in a well by the side of the road 
Wake up, girl! We're almost home 

Sun, sun, sun 
Burn, burn, burn 
Moon, moon, moon 
I will get you soon...soon...soon! 

I am the Lizard King 
I can do anything 
~~~ 

We came down the rivers and highways 
We came down from forests and falls 
We came down from Carson and Springfield 
We came down from Phoenix enthralled 

And I can tell you the names of the kingdom 
I can tell you the things that you know 
Listening for a fistful of silence 
Climbing valleys into the shade 
~~~ 

For seven years I dwelt in the loose palace of exile 
Playing strange games with the girls of the island 
Now I have come again to the land of the fair 
And the strong and the wise 

Brothers and sisters of the pale forest 
Children of night 
Who among you will run with the hunt? 

Now night arrives with her purple legion 
Retire now to your tents and to your dreams 
Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth 
I want to be ready 

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