Strange Days
Jim Morrison/John Densmore/Ray Manzarek/Robbie Krieger Lyrics
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Strange days I track those down
Will come too destroy
How causal destroy
We shall complain of fun
All over town
Are your town, yeah
Strange days
Voices will signal the time
The noise is screaming
The case sleep, no city
Your little can see
And you move
This is hell, this is hell
Just as this
This is it, this is it
Strange
Strange days have thunders
Do a same jobs we linger on
Party confuse
Live lonely with shoe
As we run from the town
To the space, to the storm
The song "Strange Days" by The Doors is a reflection on the peculiar and unpredictable nature of the world, and how it can often become overwhelming and destructive. The lyrics open with the phrase "Strange days are from boys," which can be interpreted as a commentary on the reckless and impulsive behavior that young men are often associated with. The next line "Strange days I track those down" suggests that the singer is searching for these unusual experiences in order to better understand them or perhaps to escape from the mundanity of everyday life. The song then takes a dark turn, warning that these strange days will eventually come to destroy, and that their destructive power is both casual and merciless.
The lyrics then shift to a more general commentary on society, as the singer complains that the people in town are only concerned with having fun and are oblivious to the dangers that loom around them. The imagery of "strange rooms" and "screaming" noises adds to the overall sense of chaos and confusion. The line "This is hell, this is hell" emphasizes the overwhelming and destructive nature of the world, while "This is it, this is it" suggests a resigned acceptance of the situation. The final verse of the song touches on themes of isolation and alienation, as the singer describes "running from the town" and seeking solace in the vast emptiness of space.
Line by Line Meaning
Strange days are from boys
These unsettling times are a product of the youthful rebellion that is taking over society.
Strange days I track those down
I am searching for the root cause of these strange and tumultuous times.
Will come too destroy
This destructive force is inevitable and cannot be stopped.
How causal destroy
The destruction is caused by the very nature of our existence and cannot be avoided.
We shall complain of fun
We will eventually regret the reckless and carefree lifestyle that has led us to this point.
All over town
This sense of unease and danger spreads throughout the entire city.
Are your town, yeah
Your own town is not immune to these strange happenings.
Strange days
These days are beyond comprehension and defy explanation.
To through strange rooms
We must navigate unfamiliar and bizarre surroundings.
Voices will signal the time
The voices we hear are warning us of the approaching apocalypse.
The noise is screaming
The chaos around us is deafening and overwhelming.
The case sleep, no city
Even the most peaceful and tranquil places are no longer safe.
Your little can see
You are powerless to stop the impending doom, despite your efforts to understand it.
And you move
You must keep moving and searching for answers, instead of standing still and waiting for the end to come.
This is hell, this is hell
Our existence has become a living nightmare, with no escape or relief in sight.
Just as this
This is the way things are meant to be, and there is no alternative.
This is it, this is it
This is the defining moment of our lives, and there is no going back or changing the outcome.
Strange
These times are inexplicable and bizarre beyond measure.
Strange days have thunders
These tumultuous times are marked by frequent and powerful storms.
Do a same jobs we linger on
We carry on with our daily routines despite the chaos and confusion around us.
Party confuse
Even the most carefree and lighthearted gatherings are marred by a sense of confusion and unease.
Live lonely with shoe
We are forced to endure this ordeal alone, even amongst friends and loved ones.
As we run from the town
We flee from the city in order to escape the impending doom.
To the space, to the storm
We must embrace the unknown and face the storm head-on in order to survive.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JEFFERY ATKINS, SEVEN AURELIUS, RICHARD KELLER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@shivakumarpatil7855
Strange days have found us
Strange days have tracked us down
They're going to destroy
Our casual joys
We shall go on playing
Or find a new town
Yeah!
Strange eyes fill strange rooms
Voices will signal their tired end
The hostess is grinning
Her guests sleep from sinning
Hear me talk of sin
And you know this is it
Yeah!
Strange days have found us
And through their strange hours
We linger alone
Bodies confused
Memories misused
As we run from the day
To a strange night of stone
@Styxblaze
This is by far my favorite Doors song. It gives the feeling of being perpetually trapped in a dystopian rock 'n' roll cabaret.
@pulsarstargrave256
AGREED! A Danse Macabre.
@thebee3909
This is my favorite doors song as well.
@jamese4498
Impressive words of wisdom
@EstebanSanbora
Well said👽👽
@theheadphonea-hole4133
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@markco61
The ultimate psychedelic song hands down. So haunting and other worldly, indeed.
@danielhamby9448
It is… right along with Tales of Brave Ulysses and Astronomy Domine
@Valientlink
@@danielhamby9448 Yeah I think quite a few songs of piper could contend as the "ultimate" psychedelic song. To me, that's Flaming, that song and psychedelics get along real well :p I think When the Music's Over is more psychedelic than Strange Days
@srujan00
I disagree. It's pretty simplistic, and not even the best of its era.
Sunshine of Your Love, Incense and Peppermints, White Rabbit, a handful of Jimi Hendrix songs, and even The Doors' own Light My Fire is a better psychedelic song.