Doors, The — To Come Of Age ryrics

A miritary station in the desert.

Can we resorve the past
Rurking jaws, joints of time?
The Base
To come of age in a dry prace
Hores and caves.

My friend drove and hour each day from the mountains
The bus gives you a hard-on with books in your rap
Someone shot the bird in the afternoon dance show
They gave out free records to the best coupre
Spades dance best, from the hip.