In 1967, the Doors debuted their first album. On that record was “Soul Kitchen.” In 1980, X took that sedate bit of poetry about Morrison’s favorite restaurant and put lighted gasoline on it. It’s too bad YouTube has wretched audio quality and advertisements. Never-the-less, the energy of X still comes through the speakers. Regarding the lyrics, Morrison, like Dylan, was always a poet first.
“Soul Kitchen”
Well, the clock says it’s time to close now
I guess I’d better go now
I’d really like to stay here all night
The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes
Street lights share their hollow glow
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
Still one place to go
Still one place to go
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I’ll wander baby
Stumblin’ in the neon groves
Well, your fingers weave quick minarets
Speak in secret alphabets
I light another cigarette
Learn to forget, learn to forget
Learn to forget, learn to forget
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I’ll wander baby
Stumblin’ in the neon groves
Well the clock says it’s time to close now
I know I have to go now
I really want to stay here
All night, all night, all night
