“When the music’s over
Turn out the lights. (…)
Cancel my subscription to the resurrectionSend my credentials to the house of detentionI got some friends insideThe face in the mirror won’t stopThe girl in the window won’t dropA feast of friends, alive she criedWaitin’ for meOutsideBefore I sinkInto the big sleepI want to hearI want to hearThe scream of the butterfly”
© The Doors / When the music’s over