Text: The Doors. Ship Of Fools.

:
The human race was dying out.
No one left to scream and shout.
People walking on the moon.
Smog will get you pretty soon.
Everyone was hangin' out.
Hangin' up and hangin' down.
Hangin' in and holdin' fast.
Hope our little world will last.
Along came Mr. Goodtrips Looking for a new a ship.
Come on, people, better climb on board.
Come on, baby, now we're going home.
Ship of fools, ship of fools.
The human race was dying out.
No one left to scream and shout.
People walking on the moon.
Smog gonna get you pretty soon.
Ship of fools, ship of fools. Ship of fools, ship of fools.
Ship of fools, ship of fools.
Ship of fools.
Yeah, climb on board Ship's gonna leave ya far behind
Climb on board
Ship of fools
ship of fool