The Doors: The Soft Parade Page #6

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By wood and stone, by wind and fire,

by land and water,

I bring you in.

We worship the

ancient forces of nature.

The Great Mother, the Triple Goddess

and the Horned One, God of the Hunt.

Death does not part,

only lack of love.

And the vow is forever.

I am the Lizard King.

I can do anything.

F***ing Neanderthal primadonna,

too drunk to f***in' sing.

Cut! Cut!

Terrific, Jim, we just

had a bit of a technical problem.

- What's his f***in' problem?

Hey, Paul?

- Right here, baby.

Suck a fart out of my a**hole,

you slave-riving fascist!

I hear the booze and the smokes,

but not the voice and not the song.

Well maybe because it's stale.

Come on, I want to do my thing!

We've got to do a hundred takes

before it sounds like music.

Let's do something else.

You're all a bunch of f***in' slaves!

Let's do ...

Come on, come on ...

"Rock is Dead."

Everybody come out here,

we'll do a sing-along!

He's too f***ing self-conscious.

- Why, because it's my tune?

That's it, get these turkeys

out of here. Willie, get 'em out!

Are you deaf? Beat it! Let's go!

- See you later

What are you doing, Jim?

I'm sitting

in that f***in' booth for months.

I look out of that glass:

I see Jim, I hear Jim,

But do you know what?

I miss him.

And the whole time he's standing right

there in front of me. How can

that be?

Don't make me go through it again.

I went through this watching Janis

dive to the bottom of a bottle

of "Southern Comfort."

I won't go through it again!

Why are you f***ing this up?

Catchy tune!

You sold it

to a commercial?

How much?

- 75, 000.

Man, we couldn't reach you ...

- What is this sh*t, Ray?

It's not a big deal, man. The song

has already been commercialized.

Feliciano's already

sold two million copies.

Robby thought it was a good idea.

So did John. So did I.

You should've been here!

Do you know what you're saying

to millions of people?

The Doors, all for one,

one for all. Not real.

It's not about money

or records or success,

or these desires that you have.

It's about ...

... using the music to break through.

Wasn't it, Ray?

I don't know.

We lost something here, man.

I don't think so, Jim.

There's just a bigger picture,

that's all.

Yeah?

In your f***ing face!

What the f*** is going on?

Just kidding.

Oh, hi, honey!

We were just

watching a little TV.

I wanted you to find us.

It meant nothing.

You don't have to torture me.

Just let me make it up to you.

It's gonna be all right.

You're the one.

Really?

- You're my girl.

You're so vulnerable about everything,

it makes me sad.

Alright, let's keep that

money machine rolling!

I love you.

A hot night in Miami, March '69. Every

space in the auditorium is taken.

Unfortunately,

the Doors have long since sold out.

Morrison falls off the stage

at least every other performance.

The "Soft Parade" album only confirms

the plasticity of their approach.

"Touch Me" and "Tell All The People"

are not the Doors that we once knew.

So the question is: Why am I here?

Are funerals entertainment?

He's not gonna show, man. I know it.

This guy's done it too many times.

We should go on without him!

Bill is with him.

He'll get him here.

There will be a show tonight

if I have to put a wig on

and sing them songs myself.

Jimbo, clean up your act!

- You're an a**hole, but I love you.

Hey listen, Paul, can you get us some

heroin? - No! - Why not? - No!

Why not? What's some heroin?

- I'm not going to participate

in anything that's going to

help you accomplish your goal, Jim.

What's my goal?

"Your only friend, the end."

- Wrong!

I just want to sing the blues, man.

Get fat, do nothing,

go nowhere, just be.

With that wasteline, Jimbo,

you ain't got much choice.

What is wrong with

being a large mammal?

A big beast, like a tank, feel great!

- You are "King Crawling Flab."

Rock is cock, and your rock is dying.

Rock is death, man,

there is no longer a belief.

I'll write poetry and direct movies.

- That's bullshit, man!

You've tested all the limits:

fame, f***ing,

money ... what are you gonna do

when the music is over?

When you're too fat and old

to go on stage?

What are you gonna do for Act 3?

Puke on heaven's door?

Listen, you two-bit f***ing actor,

you underestimate the audience.

Face it, Jimmy, you're not going to be

remembered. - You think all they want

is two cars and a house.

But you're wrong.

Do you know what they want?

- No, tell me.

You really wanna know what they want?

- Yeah, tell me. What?

Something sacred.

That's what they want.

Something sacred.

You're 2 hours late! - Where are the

seats? - I took them out.

Hey, how are you doing?

I'd like you to meet my new friend.

You're not playing?

- Yeah, we're gonna sue your ass!

So sue me! Then we'll see where your

equipment is tomorrow, motherf***er!

I'm not going out there until I get

some guarantees that he stays in

line.

How will you know what

could have been?

You're a f***ing a**hole, Morrison!

You're pushing death!

Everyone thinks we're drug addicts.

- What are we the Beatles now?

We took drugs to expand our mind,

not to escape.

Listen, John.

Have you ever eaten the human flesh?

I know this chick in New York ...

Hey Rob! It's cool man. Listen:

Just one more time.

- No. - For old time's sake.

For the Doors, man, you'll play like

an orgasm. Trust me!

You said you love pain,

but you run from it

every chance you get.

I don't wanna see any more of that

sh*t! Or I'll haul your ass in, pal.

Look at this beautiful living thing!

You wouldn't eat my little friend,

would you?

Love animals,

don't eat them. - I'd f*** her,

but she's too young.

You're all a bunch

of f***ing slaves!

How long you think it's gonna last?

How long are you gonna

let them push you around?

I tell you this,

I'm gonna get my kicks before

the whole shithouse goes up in flames.

Come on Jim! "Light My Fire!"

F*** you, man.

That's the word, the very little word.

Come on, let me hear them,

all your little hatreds!

You'd all eat sh*t, wouldn't you?

Adolf Hitler is alive and well

and living in Miami.

I f***ed her last night.

What are you gonna do about it?

Come on, come on and suck me, babe!

Can't you see that

I need some head?

Wait a minute! Bullshit!

This is f***ed up!

It's all bullshit!

It's all f***ed up!

I'm coming out!

Miami Beach, Florida, huh?

Hey, I went

to Florida State University.

Then I got smart

and moved to California.

They're trying to

change the world out in California.

I ain't talkin' about no revolution.

I'm talkin' about having a

good time this summer.

I'm talkin' about love your neighbor

until it hurts.

Come on, how about

a little nakedness?

Come on,

Let's see some action out there!

I'm talkin' about love! Love! Love!

I'm talkin' about

grab your neighbor ...

... and love 'em. Oh yeah!

Anybody want to come up here

and love my ass?

Come on, I'm Ionely up here!

Come on, sweetheart, you wanna see it?

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