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The Doors

When I was back there in seminary school
There was a person there who put forth the proposition
That you can petition the Lord with prayer
Petition the Lord with prayer
Petition the Lord with prayer
You cannot petition the Lord with prayer

Dead cats, dead rats, did you see what they were at, alright
Dead cat in a tophat

Sucking on a young man’s blood
Wishing he would come, yeah
Sucking on a soldier’s brain
Wishing it would be the same

Dead cat, dead rat, did you see what they were at
Fat cat in a tophat
Thinks he’s an aristocrat
Thinks he can kill and slaughter
Thinks he can shoot my daughter

Yeah, right...oh yeah...alright...yeah
Dead cats, dead rats, think you’re an aristocrat
Crap...ah, that’s crap

You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run, tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

Chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
Can you still recall the time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through

Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She gets high
She gets high
She gets high

I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chained us, eyes that lied
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, yeah...alright

Yeah, made the scene week to week
Day to day, hour to hour
Gate is straight, deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

Break on through, break on through
Break on through, break on through