When The Music's Over
by The Doors
© Doors Music Company ASCAP

When the music's over
Turn out the light.

The music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end.

Cancel my subscription to the
Resurrection,
Send my credentials to the 
House of Detention
I got some friends inside.

The face in the mirror won't stop,
The girl in the window won't drop,
A feast of friends--
"Alive!" she cried,
Waiting for me
Outside!

Before I sink
Into the big sleep,
I want to hear
the scream 
of the butterfly.

Come back, baby
Back into my arm.
We're getting tired of waiting around,
Waiting around
with our heads to the ground.

I hear a very gentle sound.

What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered
and ripped her and bit her 
Stuck her with knives
in the side of the dawn
and tied her with fences
and dragged her down.

I hear a very gentle sound,

With your ear down to the ground--
We want the world and we want it
Now!

Persian night!
See the light!
Save us!
Jesus!
Save us!

So when the music's over,
Turn out the lights.

The music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until
THE END!