Lament
Morrison Jim Lyrics
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Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Acquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of mystery
Strip show
How to acquire death in the morning show
Death well mystery which makes me write
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life
Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Taught us god in the child's praye in the night
Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode to my cock
Caress it's lament
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
Lost cells
The knowledge of cancer
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift
Words Power Trance
This stable friend and the beast of his zoo
Wild haired chicks
Women flowering in their summit
Monsters of skin
Each color connects
To create the boat
Which rocks the race
Could any hell be more horrible
Than now
And real?
I pressed her thigh and death smiled
Death, old friend
Death and my cock are the world
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
Wisdom Luxury Romance
Sentence upon sentence
Words are the healing lament
For the death of my cock's spirit
Has no meaning in the soft fire
Words got me the wound and will get me well
I you believe it
All join now and lament the death of my cock
A tongue of knowledge in the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence
The lyrics of "Lament for my Cock" by Jim Morrison are a vivid expression of his emotional state, where he merges pain and pleasure into one entity. He starts the song with a lamentation of his cock, which is sore and crucified. He seeks to know it and acquire soulful wisdom from it. According to Morrison, the cock holds the walls of mystery that can only be opened by acquiring the knowledge of death, which he has seen on TV and written about. The metaphor of the "slow train" represents the death of his cock, which gives life and the knowledge of cancer that has the power to speak to the heart.
In the following stanza, Morrison asks forgiveness for the poor old people who introduced him to God through having faith in a child's prayer at night. He mentions a guitar player and ancient satyr, who he calls upon to sing an ode to his cock while he caresses its lament. The singer feels that his cock holds the knowledge of cancer that can speak to the heart and give the great gift of words, power, and trance. The singer then refers to his stable friend, which could be a horse or a metaphor for something that is dependable. He speaks of women that are flowering in their summit, who are monsters of skin, and each color connects to create a boat that rocks the race.
Line by Line Meaning
Lament for my cock
Expressing sorrow for the damage done to my penis
Sore and crucified
In great pain and suffering
I seek to know you
I want to understand what is happening to me
Acquiring soulful wisdom
Learning from this experience
You can open walls of mystery
This experience can reveal truths and mysteries
Strip show
Perhaps a reference to the vulnerability and exposure of the male body
How to acquire death in the morning show
How do people deal with death and suffering, especially as depicted in popular culture?
TV death which the child absorbs
Children are influenced by and exposed to violence and death on TV
Death well mystery which makes me write
The mystery of death and suffering inspires artistic expression
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life
The experience of pain and suffering can lead to growth and rebirth
Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Perhaps a reference to the older generation who paved the way for the new
Taught us god in the child's prayer in the night
The religious upbringing of some may still inform their perspective on suffering
Guitar player
Perhaps a reference to the artist's musical influences
Ancient wise satyr
An allusion to Greek mythology and the archetype of the wise, sexual being
Sing your ode to my cock
A request for musical tribute or celebration of the phallus
Caress its lament
Nurturing, comforting the wounded body part
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
Empowerment, arousal and stimulation
Lost cells
Perhaps a reference to physical damage or regeneration
The knowledge of cancer
Perhaps a reference to mortality and the inevitability of physical decline
To speak to the heart
The power of words to evoke emotions
And give the great gift
The ability to create and share words and music
Words Power Trance
Perhaps a reference to the power of music and language to create altered states of consciousness
This stable friend and the beast of his zoo
Perhaps a reference to the duality of existence and the balance between order and chaos
Wild haired chicks
Perhaps a reference to free-spirited women
Women flowering in their summit
Women flourishing in the prime of their lives
Monsters of skin
Perhaps a reference to the beauty and complexity of the human body
Each color connects
Perhaps a reference to the interconnectedness of all things
To create the boat
Perhaps a reference to the journey of life
Which rocks the race
Perhaps a reference to the ups and downs of life and the need for resilience
Could any hell be more horrible
Than now
And real?
A reflection on the suffering and hardship of the present moment
I pressed her thigh and death smiled
A reference to the seductive and dangerous nature of sexuality
Death, old friend
Perhaps a reference to the inevitability of death and its familiarity
Death and my cock are the world
Perhaps a reflection on the centrality of sexuality in human experience
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
Wisdom Luxury Romance
Perhaps a reflection on the power of love and beauty to heal and transcend suffering
Sentence upon sentence
Perhaps a reference to the power of language to convey meaning and emotion
Words are the healing lament
Perhaps a reference to the therapeutic power of music and language
For the death of my cock's spirit
Has no meaning in the soft fire
Perhaps a reference to the way that pain and suffering can be transformative
Words got me the wound and will get me well
Perhaps a reference to the power of language to both harm and heal
I you believe it
Perhaps a reflection on the power of faith and belief
All join now and lament the death of my cock
A call for communal mourning of his wounded masculinity
A tongue of knowledge in the feathered night
Perhaps a reference to the symbolic power of language and the unconscious mind
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
Perhaps a reflection on the gendered nature of pain and suffering
I sacrifice my cock on the altar of silence
Perhaps a reference to the need for acceptance and peace in the face of hardship
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: Jim Morrison, Raymond D Manzarek, John Paul Densmore, Robert A Krieger
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