Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Jim Morrison
Voz
The Doors
Intérprete
John Densmore
Batería
John Haeny
Dirección
Ray Manzarek
Teclados
Robby Krieger
Guitarra
Bruce Botnick
Flauta dulce
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Jim Morrison
Letrista
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
John Densmore
Producción
John Haeny
Producción
Ray Manzarek
Producción
Robby Krieger
Producción
Jac Holzman
Ingeniería
Bruce Botnick
Producción
Paul A Rothchild
Producción
Letra
Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain South cruel bindings
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over our sailors
I'm sick of dour faces staring at me from the TV tower
I want roses in my garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies must now replace aborted strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal for the plant that's plowed
They are waiting to take us into the severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful comes death on a strange hour?
Unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's claws
No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until its other jaw reveals incest
And lose obedience to a vegetable law
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends to the giant family
Writer(s): Robert A Krieger, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D Manzarek, Jim Morrison
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