The Soft Parade ( LP Version)

When I was back there in seminary school, There was a person there

Who put forth the proposition, That you can petition the Lord with prayer

Petition the lord with prayer, Petition the lord with prayer

You cannot petition the lord with prayer!

Can you give me sanctuary, I must find a place to hide, A place for me to hide

Can you find me soft asylum, I can't make it anymore, The Man is at the door

Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy, Champion sax and a girl named Sandy

There's only four ways to get unraveled, One is to sleep and the other is travel, da da

One is a bandit up in the hills, One is to love your neighbor 'till

His wife gets home

Catacombs, Nursery bones, Winter women, Growing stones

Carrying babies, To the river

Streets and shoes, Avenues, Leather riders

Selling news, The monk bought lunch

Ha ha, he bought a little, Yes, he did, Woo!

This is the best part of the trip, This is the trip, the best part

I really like, What'd he say?, Yeah!, Yeah, right!

Pretty good, huh, Huh!, Yeah, I'm proud to be a part of this number

Successful hills are here to stay, Everything must be this way

Gentle streets where people play, Welcome to the Soft Parade

All our lives we sweat and save, Building for a shallow grave

Must be something else we say, Somehow to defend this place

Everything must be this way, Everything must be this way, yeah

The Soft Parade has now begun, Listen to the engines hum

People out to have some fun, A cobra on my left

Leopard on my right, yeah

The deer woman in a silk dress, Girls with beads around their necks

Kiss the hunter of the green vest, Who has wrestled before

With lions in the night

Out of sight!, The lights are getting brighter

The radio is moaning, Calling to the dogs

There are still a few animals, Left out in the yard

But it's getting harder, To describe sailors, To the underfed

Tropic corridor, Tropic treasure

What got us this far, To this mild equator?

We need someone or something new

Something else to get us through, yeah, c'mon

Callin' on the dogs, Callin' on the dogs

Oh, it's gettin' harder, Callin' on the dogs

Callin' in the dogs, Callin' all the dogs, Callin' on the gods

You gotta meet me, Too late, baby

Slay a few animals, At the crossroads, Too late

All in the yard, But it's gettin' harder, By the crossroads

You gotta meet me, Oh, we're goin', we're goin great

At the edge of town, Tropic corridor, Tropic treasure

Havin' a good time, Got to come along, What got us this far

To this mild equator?, Outskirts of the city, You and I

We need someone new, Somethin' new, Somethin' else to get us through

Better bring your gun, Better bring your gun

Tropic corridor, Tropic treasure, We're gonna ride and have some fun

When all else fails, We can whip the horse's eyes

And make them sleep, And cry