The Doors Five to One [Live] Lyrics

Five to one, baby, one in five
No one here gets out alive
You get yours, baby, I'll get mine
Gonna make it, baby, if we try.
The old get older and the young get stronger
May take a week and it may take longer.
They got the guns, but we got the numbers
Gonna win, yeah, we're taking over.

You're all a bunch of f___ing idiots
Let people tell you what you're going to do
Let people push you around
How long do you think it's gonna last?
How long are you gonna let it go on?
How long are you gonna let them push you around?
How long?
Maybe you like it!
Maybe you like being pushed around
Maybe you love it!
Maybe you love getting your face stuck in the s___
Come on
You love it, don't you? You love it.
You're all a bunch of slaves.
Letting everybody push you around.
What are you gonna do about it? (x4)
What are you gonna do???

Your ballroom days are over, baby
Night is drawing near
Shadows of the evening crawl across the years.
You walk across the floor with flowers in your hands
Trying to tell me no one understands
Trade in your hours for a handful of dimes
Gonna make it baby in our prime.
Get together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together one more time.