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When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights, yeah

joooooj ... nemoj me memit .... Doorsi su mi slaba tocka .... malo mi je falilo da postiram Celebration of the lizard

ma samo doorsima komentiram natpis...:DDD

eto ...... a ja vec mislio da se javlja obozavatelj Morrisona i Doorsa

:PP..sad tek vidla link:)

smrc ... mogo sam si i mislit :)

za to vrijeme...
Well, show me the way. To the next whiskey bar. Oh, don't ask why. Oh, don't ask why. Show me the way ...

ma znao sam ja ... znao sam da sam te nasao :))))))))))))) Morrison je bog

ne...bruce springstin boss..eric God clapton...morrison je lizard king:DDD

ma dalo bi se oko toga jos komentirat

mister mojo rising

Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light
Or just another lost angel...City of Night

People are strange when you're a
stranger. Faces look ugly when you're alone. Women seem wicked when you're ...

House upon the hill
Moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees
Witnessing the wild breeze
C'mon baby run with me
Let's run

Love me two times, baby,
Love me twice today;

I can't see your face in my mind I
can't see your face in my mind Carnival dogs Consume the lines

Let's swim out tonight, love
It's our turn to try
Parked beside the ocean
On our moonlight drive

You know that it would be untrue;
You know that I would be a liar;
The time to hesitate is through,
No time to wallow in the mire,
Try now we can only lose,
And our love become a funeral pyre

a za Light my fire ..... naravno ....

idem nes potrazit

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, yeah

We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

I'm a spy in the house of love.
I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of.
...I know your deepest, secret fear

She was a princess, Queen of the highway
Sign on the road said, Take us to Madre No one could save her,

Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah

Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?

a jel znas koja je ovo stvar

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

:))
Breakfast where the news is read
Television children fed
Unborn living, living, dead
Bullet strikes the helmet's head

And it's all over
For the unknown soldier
It's all over
For the unknown soldier

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vwF_KUEimY&feature=related

iz poslijednjeg albuma

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iYVWOPkwu6o&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vlm6qH0wT7g&feature=related

That I meet in the summer.
Indian Summer.
That I meet in the summer.
Indian Summer.

Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face.

Natural child, terrible child,
Not your mother's or your father's child.
You're our child, screamin' wild.

Waiting for you to come along
Waiting for you to hear my song
Waiting for you to come along
Waiting for you to tell me what went wrong

This is the strangest life I've ever known
That it's time to live in the scattered sun.

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun

jel dost?

Call me Desdinova
Eternal light
These gravely digs of mine
Will surely prove a sight
And don't forget my dog
Fixed and consequent

hehehhehehe ... ok .... moze .... nerjeseno

svaka čast !:)

pst Groca ... ima tu i citata koji nisu od Doorsa

p...s...t !?
ok..

alabama song je bertold brecht..a ovo gore..varaš:PP