Album Cover The Soft Parade

The Soft Parade

The Doors

7

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!

Can you give me sanctuary, I must find a place to hide, A place for me to hide

Can you find me soft asylum, I can't make it anymore, The Man is at the door

Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy, Champion sax and a girl named Sandy

There's only four ways to get unraveled, One is to sleep and the other is travel, da da

One is a bandit up in the hills, One is to love your neighbor 'till

His wife gets home

Catacombs, Nursery bones, Winter women, Growing stones

Carrying babies, To the river

Streets and shoes, Avenues, Leather riders

Selling news, The monk bought lunch

Ha ha, he bought a little, Yes, he did, Woo!

This is the best part of the trip, This is the trip, the best part

I really like, What'd he say?, Yeah!, Yeah, right!

Pretty good, huh, Huh!, Yeah, I'm proud to be a part of this number

Successful hills are here to stay, Everything must be this way

Gentle streets where people play, Welcome to the Soft Parade

All our lives we sweat and save, Building for a shallow grave

Must be something else we say, Somehow to defend this place

Everything must be this way, Everything must be this way, yeah

The Soft Parade has now begun, Listen to the engines hum

People out to have some fun, A cobra on my left

Leopard on my right, yeah

The deer woman in a silk dress, Girls with beads around their necks

Kiss the hunter of the green vest, Who has wrestled before

With lions in the night

Out of sight!, The lights are getting brighter

The radio is moaning, Calling to the dogs

There are still a few animals, Left out in the y