The WASP ( Texas Radio And The Big Beat )
The Doors"The WASP ( Texas Radio And The Big Beat )" es una canción de The Doors, 1971, Pop. La canción dura 4:06, 28 lines / 230 words.
Letra
0:09I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
0:17Comes out of the Virginia swamps
0:19Cool and slow with plenty of precision
0:22With a back beat narrow and hard to master
0:33Some call it heavenly in it's brilliance
0:36Others mean and rueful of the Western dream
0:41I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
0:45We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
0:49This is the land where the Pharaoh died
1:14The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered
1:18They are saying "Forget the night
1:21Live with us in forests of azure
1:24Out here on the perimeter there are no stars
1:27Out here we is stoned - immaculate "
1:33Listen to this and I'll tell you 'bout the heartache
1:37I'll tell you 'bout the heartache and the lose of God
1:41I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
1:43The meager food for souls forgot
1:45I'll tell you 'bout the maiden with wrought iron soul
1:54I'll tell you this
1:54No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn
2:46I'll tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
2:50Soft driven slow and mad like some new language
3:54Now listen to this and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas
3:58I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio
4:02I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
4:04Wandering the Western dream
4:06Tell you 'bout the maiden with wrought iron soul
I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat Comes out of the Virginia swamps Cool and slow with plenty of precision With a back beat narrow and hard to master Some call it heavenly in it's brilliance Others mean and rueful of the Western dream I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping This is the land where the Pharaoh died The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered They are saying "Forget the night Live with us in forests of azure Out here on the perimeter there are no stars Out here we is stoned - immaculate " Listen to this and I'll tell you 'bout the heartache I'll tell you 'bout the heartache and the lose of God I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night The meager food for souls forgot I'll tell you 'bout the maiden with wrought iron soul I'll tell you this No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn I'll tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat Soft driven slow and mad like some new language Now listen to this and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night Wandering the Western dream Tell you 'bout the maiden with wrought iron soul
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