The End -
The Doors Lyrics


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This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes, again

Can you picture what will be, so limitless and free
Desperately in need, of some, stranger's hand
In a, desperate land

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane, all the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles

Ride the snake, he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best, the west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us, the blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall

He went into the room where his sister lived, and, then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door, and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother, I want to, fuck you

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us

And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, on a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, c'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end, beautiful friend

This is the end, my only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies




The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end

Overall Meaning

The Doors' iconic 1967 song, "The End," is a psychedelic journey through the lyrics of lead singer Jim Morrison. The song begins with the haunting line, "This is the end, beautiful friend," and sets the tone for an evocative, strange, and deeply moving exploration of themes like death, loss, and personal transformation. The lyrics talk about the end of an era, the end of hope and safety, and the end of a relationship. Morrison's words are steeped in poetic imagery, vividly describing a "Roman wilderness of pain" and "danger on the edge of town."


As the song progresses, it becomes darker and more ominous, with Morrison's voice growing more urgent and frenzied. He talks about the children being insane and the danger lurking everywhere, and he urges listeners to take a chance and ride the snake, which is both an invitation to explore their innermost desires and a warning to embrace their primal instincts. When the song moves into its final section, Morrison seems to be speaking directly to his listeners, urging them to follow him to the end, to face their fears and embrace the unknown. "The End" is a powerful and thought-provoking meditation on the human condition and a true masterpiece of rock and roll.


Line by Line Meaning

This is the end, beautiful friend
It's the end of something important, my dear friend


This is the end, my only friend, the end
It's the end, my friend, it's time to move on


Of our elaborate plans, the end
The end of our grand plans


Of everything that stands, the end
The end of everything we built


No safety or surprise, the end
There's no safety or surprises left, it's the end


I'll never look into your eyes, again
We won't have the chance to see each other again


Can you picture what will be, so limitless and free
Can you imagine what lies ahead, boundless and unrestricted?


Desperately in need, of some, stranger's hand
In dire need of aid from a random stranger


In a desperate land
In a harsh and unforgiving environment


Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
Confused and wandering in a place of great suffering


And all the children are insane, all the children are insane
The youth have lost their sanity and are behaving erratically


Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
Anticipating the arrival of rain in the summer


There's danger on the edge of town
The outskirts of the town are dangerous


Ride the King's highway, baby
Travel down the main road, my sweet


Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Unexpected occurrences happening in the mine


Ride the highway west, baby
Travel westward down the highway, dear


Ride the snake, ride the snake
Ride along with the serpent


To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
To the old and sacred lake, honey


The snake is long, seven miles
The snake is quite lengthy, stretching for seven miles


Ride the snake, he's old, and his skin is cold
Ride the serpent, he's aged and has a cold exterior


The west is the best, the west is the best
The west is a great place to be


Get here, and we'll do the rest
Come here and everything will be taken care of


The blue bus is callin' us, the blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is beckoning us to come aboard


Driver, where you taken us
Driver, where are you taking us?


The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
The murderer got up early and dressed himself


He took a face from the ancient gallery
He stole a face from an old art gallery


And he walked on down the hall
And he strolled down the hallway


He went into the room where his sister lived, and, then he
He entered his sister's room and then


Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
Visited his brother, and then


He walked on down the hall, and
He continued walking down the hallway, and then


And he came to a door, and he looked inside
And he arrived at a door, and peered in


Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Father, I want to end your life, son


Mother, I want to, fuck you
Mother, I want to have sexual intercourse with you


C'mon baby, take a chance with us
Come on darling, take a risk with us


And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Meet me at the rear of the blue bus


Doin' a blue rock, on a blue bus
Engaging in blue (erotic) activity on a blue bus


Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
End the lives of others, repeat


It hurts to set you free
It's painful to let you go


But you'll never follow me
But you won't come along with me


The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of falsely cheerful and gentle falsehoods


The end of nights we tried to die
The end of our attempts to end our lives at night


This is the end
This is the end, literally.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BRUCE W. FRANKLIN, ERIC WAGNER, RICK J. WARTELL

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