[00:00.00] 作词 : Jim Morrison[00:01.00] 作曲 : Jim Morrison[00:05.70] Wow, I'm sick of doubt.[00:07.270] Live in the light of certain.[00:08.719] South.[00:09.269] Cruel bindings.[00:11.870] The servants have the power.[00:14.79] Dog men and their mean women pulling poor blankets over our sailors.[00:23.139] I'm sick of dour faces staring at me from the T.V. tower.[00:32.810] I want roses in my garden bower, dig?[00:36.380] Royal babies, rubies must now replace aborted strangers in the mud.[00:44.680] These mutants, blood-meal for the plant that's plowed.[01:10.160] They are waiting to take us into the severed garden.[01:14.720] Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful comes death on a strange hour?[01:19.990] Unannounced, unplanned for,[01:23.300] like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed.[01:27.510] Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders[01:31.870] smooth as raven's claws.[01:38.570] No more money, no more fancy dress,[01:40.879] this other kingdom seems by far the best,[01:43.580] until it's other jaw reveals incest,[01:46.890] and loose obedience to a vegetable law.[01:51.790] I will not go.[01:53.850] Prefer a feast of friends to the giant family.[02:05.740]