Post by TheWallsScreamedPoetry on Jul 12, 2006 9:12:22 GMT
Lets celebrate one of the great unreleased gems of The Doors world....rumour abounds of a studio version but nobody can really say so all we have are two distinctly different live versions.
The laboured version from the Seattle gig in June 1970, which is most common, with Jim at his belligerent worst. The introduction of the song is one of the few highlights of this pretty dire concert. And the version from a month earlier at the Pittsburgh Civic which shows the song at its best.
A bluesy mournful poetic take on death.....I love the opening lines ...'Someday soon. Familiar freaks will Fill your living room'.....anyone who has ever attended a funeral can attest to the truth of that....
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Familiar freaks will
Fill your living room.
Rugs lash out their
Lizard tongues.
You're not getting young.
You're not getting young.
But you're going to die.
And you're going to be
Needing all of your eyes.
You'll be all alone
When the cannibals cry.
All by yourself
Inside infancy's lie.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Television bleeding
Like a harvest moon.
Flush the scissors
Down the hole.
You're getting old.
You're getting old.
And I hate to remind you,
But you're going to die.
And you're going to be
Needing all of your lies.
You'll be all alone
When the cannibals cry.
All by yourself
Inside infancy's lie.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
A great Doors treasure....any thoughts?
The laboured version from the Seattle gig in June 1970, which is most common, with Jim at his belligerent worst. The introduction of the song is one of the few highlights of this pretty dire concert. And the version from a month earlier at the Pittsburgh Civic which shows the song at its best.
A bluesy mournful poetic take on death.....I love the opening lines ...'Someday soon. Familiar freaks will Fill your living room'.....anyone who has ever attended a funeral can attest to the truth of that....
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Familiar freaks will
Fill your living room.
Rugs lash out their
Lizard tongues.
You're not getting young.
You're not getting young.
But you're going to die.
And you're going to be
Needing all of your eyes.
You'll be all alone
When the cannibals cry.
All by yourself
Inside infancy's lie.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Television bleeding
Like a harvest moon.
Flush the scissors
Down the hole.
You're getting old.
You're getting old.
And I hate to remind you,
But you're going to die.
And you're going to be
Needing all of your lies.
You'll be all alone
When the cannibals cry.
All by yourself
Inside infancy's lie.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
A great Doors treasure....any thoughts?
