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Light My Fire Lyrics
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire X2
Try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire X2
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire X2
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire X2
Try to set the night on fire X4
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire X2
Try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire X2
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire X2
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire X2
Try to set the night on fire X4
Song Info
Copyright
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Writer
John Densmore, Jim Morrison, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek
Duration
7:09
Producer
Paul A. Rothchild
Release date
Jan 04, 1967
Sentiment
Positive
Submitted by
kevin On Apr 23, 2001
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Of course this song is about passion and sex, but Morrison also probes darker territory. Being a fan of Nietzsche and Freud (see: The End), he is also interested in the relationship of sex and death. Sex is a brush with annihilation, and orgasm is at once the center of creation and the feeling of complete disconnection from the world. Indeed, the french sometimes call orgasm "la petite mort" or "the little death."
Morrison makes the metaphor explicit with the line "And our love become a funeral pyre." He uses the image of fire here and in the chorus to express this duality of passion and destruction, two impulses which in fact have much in common. But rather than a violent destruction (the subject of another discussion), his appears to be a more nirvana-like and ascendant end, declaring, though he says it is a lie, "we couldn't get much higher," and evokes the image of his ashes blowing away in the smoke.
This song can be read as a kind of nihilistic view of sex as a metaphor for life, in which the end (death) and the beginning (orgasm) are indistinguishable. It may also be seen as a commentary on the hopeless entanglement of love, sex and death in romance. One commenter remarks the lyrics remind him of a lover's joint suicide, like a willing Romeo and Juliet. The glamour of death lends Shakespeare's star-crossed lovers their place in our hearts, and the same may be said of Morrison himself, whose tragically young end has made him a sex god, immortal in the same way he seems to dream of becoming in this song.
@asciipornstar Jim Morrison didn't write the song. In fact, Robby Kreiger, the guitarist, wrote it. Unlike Jim's poetic songs, this song should be simple to understand. No real depth to it at all.
@asciipornstar Jim Morrison didn't write the song. In fact, Robby Kreiger, the guitarist, wrote it. Unlike Jim's poetic songs, this song should be simple to understand. No real depth to it at all.
@asciipornstar I think your interpretation is spot on. Part of the appeal of The Doors, especially back in the day, was that no other group so hauntingly and daringly explored the duality and sameness of sex and death, which were the major preoccupations of the 60s.
@asciipornstar I think your interpretation is spot on. Part of the appeal of The Doors, especially back in the day, was that no other group so hauntingly and daringly explored the duality and sameness of sex and death, which were the major preoccupations of the 60s.
@asciipornstar you’re a fucking genius.
@asciipornstar you’re a fucking genius.
the long instrumental in this song is pure musical orgasm.
He had one of the sexiest voices in the world of music...
"The time to hesitate is though", awesome line.
seriously? i mean it's inoffensive, but...
seriously? i mean it's inoffensive, but...
Good good song by a GREAT band. Made out to this song one entire afternoon during my college years. Mark was his name and boy he could kiss. Ahhhh...memories :)
Best listened to loud. Very loud.
hey retard they all died at 27 not 28! i hate people who think they know what they are talkin about but have no clue!
Love, passion and sex... Yum. Robby did a nice job on this one.
It should be made illegal to cover this song, Will Young is a wanka
Mr Mojo Rising is an Anagram of Jim Morrison by the way
like Axl Rose and Oral sex