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Doors, The An American Prayer The Hitchhiker Thoughts in time and out of season The Hitchhiker Stood by the side of the road And leveled his thumb In the calm calculus of reason Hi. How you doin'? I just got back into town L.A. I was out on the desert for awhile Riders on the storm Yeah. In the middle of it Riders on the storm Right... Into this world we're born Hey, listen, man, I really got a problem Into this world we're thrown When I was out on the desert, ya know Like a dog without a bone An actor out on loan I don't know how to tell you Riders on the storm but, ah, I killed somebody There's a killer on the road No... His brain is squirming like a toad It's no big deal, ya know I don't think anybody will find out about it, but... take a long holiday just, ah... Let your children play this guy gave me a ride, and ah... If you give this man a ride started giving me a lot of trouble Sweet family will die and I just couldn't take it, ya know Killer on the road And I wasted him Yeah |
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