Žodžiai dainai: The Doors. Five To One.

Five to one, baby, one in five,
No one here gets out alive,
Now you get yours, baby, I'll get mine,
Gonna make it, baby, it we try

The old get old and the young get stronger,
May take a week and it may take longer,
They got the duns but we got the numbers
Gonna win, yeh, we're takin' over, come on

Your ballroom days are over, baby,
Night is drawing near,
Shadows of the evening grow across the year
You walk across the floor with a flower in your hand,
Trying to tell me no one understands,
Trading your house for a handful of dimes
Gonna make it, baby, in our prime
Get together one more time
Get together one more time