Strange Days
The Doors Lyrics
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
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
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: Jim Morrison, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D Manzarek, Robert A Krieger
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"Strange Days" is a song by The Doors. It was released in 1967 and is the first track on the album of the same name. A visit to New York City by The Doors inspired Jim Morrison to write "Strange Days" and other songs on the Strange Days album, the band's second.
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Mark Colburn
"People will come to love their oppression, to adore the technologies that undo their capacities to think."
-Aldous Huxley
"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" - Doors
Ray Ursillo
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
Tony Clifton
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
Chris’ Experience
This song gives my soul a feeling I can’t describe.
No time for jokes.
Constipation.
Actual Licensed Teacher
Ethereal madness.
Jacob Barnwell
@Edwin Diaz totally agree.. and for the time, so good and CREATIVE AND ORIGINAL
Edwin Diaz
Fucker,i know what ur saying, it has a wicked tone,very intriguing, interesting, very dark 🤔
JoesDreaming
I still get chills listening to this song, 30 years after I first heard it.
No time for jokes.
Are you 31?
Ricky Pasket Official
Jim Morrison and Ray are geniuses I hope to run into them on the other side
Luca Liaci
love you!
Jonathan M
Dr Strange Days Thanks Much!