All My Heroes Were Junkies Songtext

In 1968, he did shots with the Doors at the Whiskey-a-Go-Go It was on one of those hot Hollywood summer nights He says, "Jimmy came in tight leather slacks, it was hot as hell But we were drinking Jack, his eyes were like quarters Round, and black when he stepped under the stage lights..." "And you know me," he says, "I had pawned my only camera I had no way to record these fleeting Kodak moments That sprung to life each and every Saturday night I was too far gone back then to have known it..." He says, "All my heroes were junkies, Now all my heroes are dead I say, "Hey Tony, consider yourself lucky To be a junkie in a hospital bed" He says, "You know Judy Garland never showed up When I took my walk in the Land of Oz Though a cop did on a purple horse one morning He asked me why I was staggering I said, `because - because, because, because The wizard never gave me no surgeon general's warning" He says, "All my heroes were junkies, Now all my heroes are dead I say, "Hey Tony, consider yourself lucky To be a junkie in a hospital bed" bridge: "Who rolled the joint when Bob Dylan Got high with the Beatles?" He says, "Who put my world on pins and needles?" He tells the nurses they should do something With the ceiling in the rehab ward Like paint a fresco to the late-great Betty Ford They come in and make their jokes about Pulling out all his power chords He tells them, "Could you come up with Something I didn't already know?" He says, "All my heroes were junkies, Now all my heroes are dead I say, "Hey Tony, consider yourself lucky To be a junkie in a hospital bed"