Stoned Immaculate-Jim Morrison

I personally always think that he was a better poet than singer sometimes

 

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Love the Doors music, Morrison was an amazing singer and poet, it's a damn shame his dark, self-destructive side was stronger than he was.

BTW, I believe that while Morrison was the Doors' frontman, Ray Manzarek was the real genius behind their success.

 

I am the lizard king! I can do anything! Your all a bunch of slaves! C'mon how many of your think your alive? ---Jim Morrison ---THE DOORS--

 

I always thought he said "out here we is stone, immaculate"....you know, dense and unmovable, like stone.

 

Nope, he was just stoned.

 

Most of the time....

 

Sometimes he went knock out and was indeed unmovable, like stone :cheers2:

 

^^^ He even did that on stage a few times...

 

Wow thanks for posting this....I've loved Jim,The Doors,the music, the poetry for 21 years I still get chills when I read that

 

Often, Morrison's lyrics would change when he went from poetry to song:

I wanna tell you about Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat narrow and hard to master

Some call it heavenly in it's brilliance
Others, mean and rueful of the Western dream
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
This is the land where the Pharaoh died

The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered
They are saying, "Forget the night.
Live with us in forests of azure.
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we is stoned immaculate."

Listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the heartache
I'll tell you 'bout the heartache and the loss of God
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
The meager food for souls forgot
I'll tell you 'bout the maiden with wrought iron soul

I'll tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn

I'll tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Soft drivin', slow and mad, like some new language

Now, listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas
I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you 'bout the maiden with wrought iron soul

 

The Lost Poet.. Incredible guy haha. Love his poetry