Curses Invocations
The Doors Lyrics


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Curses, invocations
Weird bate-headed mongrels
I keep expecting one of you to rise

Large buxom, obese queens
Garden hogs and cunt veterans
Quaint cabbage saints
Shit hoarders and individualists
Drag strip officials

Tight lipped losers
And lustful fuck salesman
My militant dandies
All strange orders of monsters
Hot on the tail of the woodvine
We welcome you to our procession

Here come the comedians
Look at them smile
Watch them dance an Indian mile
Look at them gesture
How aplomb
So to gesture everyone

Words dissemble
Words be quick
Words resemble walking sticks
Plant them, they will grow
Watch them waver so




I'll always be a word man
Better then a bird man

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Curses Invocations" by The Doors are a string of insults and descriptions of different groups of people, mixed in with some references to the performers themselves. The opening line "curses, invocations" sets a dark and mysterious tone, suggesting that this is some kind of occult ritual in which they are going to summon or invoke various creatures or spirits. The reference to "weird bate-headed mongrels" further adds to the sense of ominous otherness, conjuring up images of grotesque, deformed creatures.


The next lines, "I keep expecting one of you to rise" suggest that whatever they are invoking may not be entirely under their control or predictable, leading to a sense of danger and unpredictability. The insults that follow -- "large buxom obese queen," "garden hogs and cunt veterans," "quaint cabbage saints," "shit hoarders and individualists," "drag strip officials," "tight-lipped losers," "lustful fuck salesman" -- may seem random or mean-spirited, but they also paint a vivid and disturbing picture of a society full of grotesque, depraved, or corrupt individuals.


The second half of the song turns towards the performers themselves, as they introduce themselves as "militant dandies" and "all strange orders of monsters." The reference to "hot on the tail of the woodvine" could mean they are chasing after something elusive or mysterious. The final lines, "here come the comedians, look at them smile, watch them dance an Indian mile" suggest that the performers are putting on a show or spectacle, perhaps to distract from the darkness and corruption they see around them. The closing line, "I'll always be a word man, better than a bird man" emphasizes the importance of language and communication in their art, and perhaps suggests a desire to transcend the animalistic or primal instincts that the earlier lyrics highlight.


Line by Line Meaning

Curses, invocations
We are summoning a powerful and mystical energy through our words.


Weird bate-headed mongrels
We are addressing those who are different and unconventional in society.


I keep expecting one of you to rise
We anticipate one of you to step forth and join our unconventional movement.


Large buxom obese queen
We call out those who are respected and admired, yet may not fit the mold of societal norms.


Garden hogs and cunt veterans
We refer to those who have lived in and cultivated the environment around them, despite being viewed as vulgar outsiders.


Quaint cabbage saints
We recognize the innocent and pure, even if they are overlooked and hidden in society.


Shit hoarders and individualists
We acknowledge those who value their personal freedoms and refuse to conform to societal norms.


Drag strip officials
We call out those who govern and regulate actions, specifically those related to unconventional and nonconformist movements.


Tight lipped losers and
We refer to those who have lost their voice and agency in societal norms, but may still hold unconventional thoughts.


Lustful fuck salesman
We address those who are skilled manipulators and thrive on sexual desire and pleasure.


My militant dandies
We recognize those who are both refined and militant in their unconventional beliefs and choices.


All strange orders of monsters
We include all those who society may view as monstrous and strange, but are welcomed into our movement.


Hot on the tail of the woodvine
We are in pursuit of something mystical and unconventional, possibly related to nature and growth.


We welcome you to our procession
We invite you to join our movement, to embrace and honor those who may not fit into society's mold.


Here come the Comedians
We acknowledge those who bring humor and light-heartedness to our unconventional movement.


look at them smile
We recognize the joy and happiness brought by comedy and humor.


Watch them dance an Indian mile
We appreciate the beauty and uniqueness of different cultures and traditions.


Look at them gesture
We admire the expressive nature of those who communicate through movement and action.


How aplomb
We recognize the confidence and self-assured nature of those who lead with gesture and action.


So to gesture everyone
We encourage all to express themselves fully and confidently through movement and action.


Words dissemble
We acknowledge the deceptive and manipulative nature of language and communication.


Words be quick
We recognize the fast-paced, ever-changing nature of communication and the need for quick wit and response.


Words resemble walking sticks
We recognize that words can be used to support and guide, much like a walking stick.


Plant them they will grow
We encourage the planting and nurturing of words, ideas, and unconventional beliefs for growth and change.


Watch them waver so
We acknowledge the instability and uncertainty of planting and nurturing unconventional beliefs, yet still believe in their potential for growth.


I'll always be a word man
We recognize and embrace our role in communicating unconventional ideas and beliefs through words.


Better then a bird man
We express pride in our unconventional beliefs and communication skills, valuing them above even the ability to fly like a bird.




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: Jim Morrison, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D Manzarek, Robert A Krieger

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