Doors the the wasp ( texas radio and the big beat ) lyrics

I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat

 Comes out of the Virginia swamps

 Cool and slow with money and decision

 With a back beat narrow and hard to master

 Some call it heavenly in it's brilliance

 Others, mean and ruthful of the Western dream

 I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft

 We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping

 This is the land where the Pharaoh died

 The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered

 They are saying, "Forget the night.

 Live with us in forests of azure.

 Out here on the perimeter there are no stars

 Out here we is stoned - immaculate."

 Listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the heartache

 I'll tell you 'bout the heartache and the lose of God

 I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night

 The meager food that my soul forgot

 I'll tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul

 I'll tell you this

 No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn

 I'll tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat

 Soft drivin', slow and mad, like some new language

 Now, listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas

 I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio

 I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night

 Wandering the Western dream

 Tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul