Saint Sava (saint_sava) wrote,
Saint Sava

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"And there ain't a lizard in sight ..."

Well, the Lizard King's been taking a dirtnap for thirty years today, and I'll betcha Paris is sick of every drugged-out American bohemian monoglot that came to Pere Lachaise with their cans of spray paint, thinking they ever knew the man.

So, submitted for your perusal, are two verses from Steve Taylor's song Jim Morrison's grave:

I stay driven 'cause there's nowhere to park
I can't shut my eyes -- I'm afraid of the dark
I lie awake / that stone left me chilled to the bone
sound the alarm before it's done / find Jim Morrison

I get weary / Lord, I don't understand
how does a seed get strangled in the heart of a man
then the music covers like an evening mist
like a watch still ticking on a dead man's wrist
tick away

So this one goes out to ther other permanent residents of Pere Lachaise: Chopin, Wilde, Piaf, Bizet, Moliere -- be glad your fans were never like this.

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