The Doors - The Wasp (texas Radio And The Big Beat)

The Wasp (texas Radio And The Big Beat)

I wanna tell you bout 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 its brilliance
Others, mean and ruthful 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
Li have 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 will tell you bout the heartache
I will tell you bout the heartache and the lose of god
I will tell you bout the hopeless night
The meager food for souls forgot
I will tell you bout the maiden with raw iron soul
I will tell you this
No eternal reward wi will forgi have us now for wasting the dawn
I will tell you bout texas radio and the big beat
Soft drivin, slow and mad, like some new language
Now, listen to this, and i will tell you bout the texas
I will tell you bout the texas radio
I will tell you bout the hopeless night
Wand ering the western dream
Tell you bout the maiden with raw iron soul