Am I a pilgrim, or another souvineer hound?   In the city of lights, I set my sights on a king's domain   It was a manhole dug over at the edge of town   And a spray-can scrawl on a cemetary wall said 'You'd better behave'   Jim Morrison's grave       It's getting cold here and there ain't a lizard in sight   Did the end begin when you shed your skin in the home of the brave?   Somebody shake him from the land of larger-than-life   Where the remnants warn of a legand born in a dead man's cave   Jim Morrison's grave       I stay driven 'cause there's nowhere to park   I can't shut my eyes - I'm afraid of the dark   I lie awake, that stone left me chilled to the bone   Sound the alarm before it's done   Find Jim Morrison       Come away to Paris, let him see another day   Let him fade out slowly, only fools burn away   Let a true love show him what a heart can become   Somebody find Jim Morrison   Find Jim Morrison's grave       I get weary, Lord, I don't understand   How does a seed get strangled in the heart of a man?   Then the music covers like an evening mist   Like a watch still ticking on a dead man's wrist   Tick away