Waiting for the Sun 

Not To Touch The Earth
by The Doors
© Doors Music Company ASCAP

Not to touch the earth
Not to see the sun
Nothing left to do, but 
Run, run, run
Let's run
Let's run

House upon the hill
Moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees
Witnessing the wild breeze.
Come on baby, run with me
Let's run

Run with me 
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run

The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside

Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
The engine runs on glue and tar
Come on along, we're not going very far
To the East to meet the Czar.

Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run

Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home

We shall see the gates by morning
We shall be inside by evening

Sun, sun, sun
Burn, burn, burn
Soon, soon, soon
Moon, moon, moon,
I will get you
Soon!
Soon!
Soon!

I am the Lizard King
I can do anything