The Doors - Wild Child (Live t the Smothers Brothers Show)



All right

Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face

Natural child, terrible child
Not your mother's or your father's child
Your our child, screamin' wild

(An ancient lunatic reigns
in the trees of the night)

With hunger at her heels
And freedom in her eyes
She dances on her knees
Pirate prince at her side
Staring into the hollow idol's eye

Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face
Your cool face
Your cool face

You remember when we were in Africa?

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The Doors - The Unknown Soldier (Live at the Hollywood Bowl)



Wait until the war is over
And we're both a little older.
The unknown soldier.

Breakfast where the news is read.
Television children fed.
Unborn living. Living dead.
Bullet strikes the helmet's head

And it's all over
For the unknown soldier.
It's all over
For the unknown soldier.

*army marching sounds*
*gun firing*

Make a grave for the unknown soldier
Nestled in your hollow shoulder.
The unknown soldier.

Breakfast where the news is read.
Television children fed.

Bullet strikes the helmet's head

And, it's all over.
The war is over.
It's all over.
The war is over.
Well, all over, baby.
All over, baby.
Oh, over, yeah.
All over, baby..