A Feast of Friends
Jim Morrison Lyrics


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Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors

I'm sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the TV
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's plowed.

They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's
Claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it's other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.

I will not go




Prefer a Feast of Friends
To the Giant Family.

Overall Meaning

In Jim Morrison's "A Feast of Friends", the lyrics seem to express Morrison's discontent with the state of society he sees around him. The opening lines of "I'm sick of doubt/Live in the light of certain/South/Cruel bindings" suggest that he is tired of living in a world where people are constantly second-guessing themselves and being held down by societal constraints. He then goes on to criticize the people he sees around him, referring to them as "dog-men and their mean women" and lamenting the fact that they are pulling "poor blankets over/Our sailors".


The second half of the song takes a slightly darker turn, with Morrison reflecting on the inevitability of death and the fact that it can come at any time, "unannounced, unplanned for". However, he also seems to find a certain beauty in death, describing how it "makes angels of us all/And gives us wings/Where we had shoulders/Smooth as raven's claws". He then ends the song by rejecting the mainstream way of life and opting instead for a "Feast of Friends".


Overall, the lyrics to "A Feast of Friends" seem to be a critique of society and a lament for the fleeting nature of life. However, Morrison also finds beauty in the darkness, suggesting that there is a kind of freedom to be found in rejecting societal norms and embracing the unknown.


Line by Line Meaning

Wow, I'm sick of doubt
I'm tired of feeling uncertain all the time


Live in the light of certain
I want to live confidently and with assurance


South
This may be a reference to the direction of the singer's desired location or state of being (perhaps a metaphor for a southern region symbolizing warmth and relaxation)


Cruel bindings.
Restrictions that limit freedom and cause suffering


The servants have the power
Those who serve others often hold a position of authority


Dog-men and their mean women
Perhaps a reference to those who are vicious and cruel, either in general or specifically in power


Pulling poor blankets over
Covering up or concealing the truth or comfort from others


Our sailors
Those who are trying to navigate through life or other challenges


I'm sick of dour faces
I'm tired of seeing sad or gloomy expressions on people's faces


Staring at me from the TV
Television as a source of unwelcome and passive interaction with countless strangers


Tower, I want roses in
The desire for beauty and tranquility in one's environment


My garden bower; dig?
Do you understand what I'm saying?


Royal babies, rubies
Symbolic of the trappings of wealth and power


Must now replace aborted
The idea that the privileged and powerful must provide a way forward for society by enacting policies of social good or eugenics


Strangers in the mud
Those who are poor, struggling, or vulnerable


These mutants, blood-meal
Those who are different or deviant from society's norms, who are exploited or persecuted


For the plant that's plowed.
The idea that those who are deemed inferior or disposable are used for the benefit of society's elites


They are waiting to take us into
There are others, perhaps waiting to take advantage of us in some way


The severed garden
A place of death or mystery, perhaps representing a final destination or state of being


Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Do you understand the intoxicating allure of death, with its seductive and nebulous quality?


Comes death on a strange hour
Death can strike at any moment, suddenly and without warning


Unannounced, unplanned for
Death as a natural occurrence, beyond our control or comprehension


Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Death as a visitor who may seem friendly or benign on the surface


Brought to bed
Death as a kind of sleep or final resting place


Death makes angels of us all
Death confers a kind of spiritual elevation or enlightenment, uniting us in a common fate


And gives us wings
Death frees us from the physical constraints of life and allows us to fly symbolically


Where we had shoulders
Death as an agent of transformation, enabling us to surpass our mortal limitations


Smooth as raven's
Comparing the smoothness of wings to the smoothness of a raven's claws


Claws
Symbolic of death and the danger or violence it can represent


No more money, no more fancy dress
A rejection of materialism and superficiality


This other kingdom seems by far the best
The singer prefers a more ethereal or spiritual state of existence


Until it's other jaw reveals incest
The dangers or flaws of this other kingdom become apparent


And loose obedience to a vegetable law.
The natural order or structure of things, perhaps beyond human understanding or control


I will not go
The artist refuses to submit to death or to conventional norms


Prefer a Feast of Friends
The desire for a community of like-minded or supportive individuals


To the Giant Family.
Rejecting the idea of conforming to societal expectations or conventions in favor of individual freedom and expression




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: JIM (USA) MORRISON, JOHN PAUL DENSMORE, RAYMOND D. MANZAREK, ROBERT A KRIEGER

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@djroxanne4429

+Lissa Libutti i want 2 this jim morrison song and this scott weiland one ~ Lyrics:
Yeah, I could hide in the calm of the eye of the storm
And never blow away
Well, Im a young man with a knife to my back
Some things never seem to change

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Sing the song or keep it inside
Bought the farm, but the farmer done died
Sing that song, sing that song inside

I wish I could live in the dream
That I fly on the tarred & freathered wings
Well, Im losing a game of reality
Dice where the dealer never ever pays

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Sing the song or keep it inside
Bought the farm, but the farmer done died
Sing that song, sing that song inside

I wanna be as big as a mountain
I wanna fly as high as the sun
I wanna know what the rents like in heaven
I wanna know where the river goes

Yeah, I could hide in the calm of the eye of the storm
And never blow away
Well, Im a young man with a knife to my back
Some things never seen to change

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Sing the song or keep it inside
Bought the farm, but the farmer done died
Sing that song, sing that song inside

I wanna be as big as a mountain
I wanna fly as high as the sun
I wanna know what the rents like in heaven
I wanna know where the river goes

If I was stronger
I could be a mountain range
If night was longer
Could I escape the day?
If I was stronger
I could be a mountain range
If night was longer
Could I escape the day?

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Sing the song or keep it inside
Bought the farm, but the farmer done died
Sing that song, sing that song inside

I wanna be as big as a mountain
I wanna fly as high as the sun
I wanna know what the rents like in heaven
I wanna know where the river...
I wanna be as big as a mountain
I wanna fly as high as the sun
I wanna know what the rents like in heaven
I wanna know where the river goes
Where the river goes
Where the river goes
Where the river, yeah
Where the river
Where the river
Where the river
Where the river
Where the river goes
Where the river goes



@-CG

Found this from Hannibal.

Katz: "Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws."

Zeller: "Robert Frost."

Will: "Jim Morrison."

The fact that this song is called A Feast of Friends is amazing, and really makes me admire the writers of Hannibal more.

Edit: From season 1 episode 5 "Coquilles"



@monicaanderson6747

Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors

I'm sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the TV Tower

I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's plowed

They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a stranger hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed

Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other Kingdom seems by far the best
Until its other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law

I will not go
Prefer a Feast of Friends
To the Giant family
http://youtu.be/9r_2faClbBc



@GLORYBLUE7

They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's
Claws



All comments from YouTube:

@rakikesitler0

This was the song I listened to the most when I was depressed. It was the song I listened to the most after someone died. It was the song I listened to the most when I was planning suicide. This song is the song of truth. In this song you will not find love and all the other lies we are told, you will only find the truth. Rip Jim, you're a legend, you were a legend.

@averyflowers8819

I hear you ❤🎶🎶❤. I've listened to this song thousands and thousands of times. Especially after my first husband died. Lots of emotions in this song ❤🎶🎶🎶❣️💖💖

@gordianknot6867

Love isn’t a lie, it’s more like a trip or a dream, the song ends but it’s real while it last’s and it did happen, even when it’s one sided. The stoics believed that the state of ones life relies on the quality of their own thoughts, I think it’s true to degree, loss is truly how we measure our love. Learn to love the lashings that life brings.

@rakikesitler0

@@gordianknot6867 i'd agree, when i wrote these lines i still had a feeling of hatred for my past. time passed, i soothed my mind, with various meditations and im fine right now.

@thecoatesieshow95

The Doors literally have a song for everything. When you're feeling isolated, put on "When You're Strange." When you're awake at 4 Am, put on "End Of The Night." When you're going way over the speed limit on a highway, put on the live version of "Not To Touch The Earth." When you're causing down a city street late at night, put on "Ghost Song." And yes, when you're being carried out of your own funeral, make sure they play this song.

@leonie7536

evan is gay

@Wolfpaw754

Holy shit, I plan on having this song as one of my funeral songs, I also want the crystal ship as an ode to my mum, as my grandma just told them to play some bullshit generic funeral music...

@Munecamorena93

I thought I was the only one who felt like this. His artistry isn't talked about enough. His music literally helped me through my depression and awkward teen years. Forever indebted 🙏🏽 ❤❤

@gurrenmed5319

Bro the End of the Night is literally a 5 6 am song, Literally the best band

@luigiconder6113

And when you're taking your motorcycle out for the first time play "Break on Through to the Other Side"!

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