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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required SOME DAY THEY BE BACK HOME (Ode To Jim Morrison) By Roy A. Merritt The Lizard King hissed and rasped And crept up from behind And the heat shivered 'round about And made life seem sublime And they listened to the vocals Of that raging flashing poet He was bound to a life so brief And they certain that he know it Pursuing women psychedelic pleasures Getting higher and higher Wishing all that encounter him to set his life afire And the sounds of the jungle they buzzing with danger near As the music of their native land Was pounding in their ear And these olive drab warriors Mere children if at all Toked and reminisced And their life back there recalled Driving down her freeways Midnight alleys roamed Crying in the darkness Wishing to be back home And the pounding beat sometimes scares them Though friends nearby alone Sick of the endless carnage And wishing to be back home And they wish they could mount that Crystal Ship And fly to the moon reside Cruising among the stars On that slow rolling midnight ride Come the morning they might be dead Or take some poor fool's life Dooming someone to sure eternity They bring this land but strife They have no notion they hate it Hate it just as they And wish they could flee this instant And quickly fly away Will it be that dear brothers Or most assuredly it be the end The end of us the end of us My gentle lonely friend And they wish they were with some LA woman Had her curled up in their arms Drinking in her promised pleasures Surrendering to her charms They would tease each other And kindly verbal joust As they listened to the music There in that road house You know they’d let it roll Let it roll all night long And now the distant choppers sound And they wish they were back home And now they know at last They’re just riders, riders on the storm This troubling life they're living now Was planned before they were ever born they know now it's just destiny They have no say it's gone And best they just submit dear friend Some day they be back home One way they’ll be back home, One way they’ll be back home This is the end
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