Feast Of Friends

jim morrison and the doors/remo giazotto/tomaso giovanni albinoni a feast of friends/Albinono’s adagio in G minor ( C# * = C#/E/G/A# ) , ( Cm * = A/C/D# ) Gm F wow , i’m sick of doubt D# live in the light of certain south D Cm cruel bindings , the servants have the power C# * dog men and their mean women pulling poor blankets over our sailors D Gm F im sick of dour faces staring at me from the t . v . tower D# D i want roses in my garden bower; dig? Cm C# * royal babies , rubies must now replace aborted strangers in the mud D Gm these mutants , blood meal for the plant thats plowed Gm D Cm * D Gm D#/Cm F A# they are waiting to take us into the severed garden D# do you know , how pale and wanton thrillful G# comes death in a strange hour unannounced , unplanned for A# D#maj7/Dm like a scaring over - friendly guest you’ve brought to bed n/C death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders , smooth as ravens’ claws Dm Cm no more money , no more fancy dress this other kingdom seems by far the best A# until its other jaw reveals incest G# and loose obedience to a vegetable law Gm i will not go D Gm prefer a feast of friends to the giant family