A Feast Of Friends by Jim Morrison
A Feast Of Friends by Jim Morrison

A Feast Of Friends

Jim Morrison * Track #18 On An American Prayer

A Feast Of Friends Lyrics

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 loose obedience to a vegetable law

I will not go
Prefer a Feast of Friends
To the Giant Family

A Feast Of Friends Q&A

Who wrote A Feast Of Friends's ?

A Feast Of Friends was written by Jim Morrison.

Who produced A Feast Of Friends's ?

A Feast Of Friends was produced by The Doors.

When did Jim Morrison release A Feast Of Friends?

Jim Morrison released A Feast Of Friends on Fri Nov 17 1995.

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