The Doors ' Breakin on Through!'

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Riot Under the Moonlight

Beneath the glow of neon dreams,
where Sunset hums and the jukebox screams,
we roamed the streets, wild and free,
Hollywood nights, our destiny.

A billboard loomed, fierce and tall,
The Doors were calling—Break on Through to all.
Their faces watched as the sparks were lit,
a teenage army, hearts legit.

The city’s pulse was loud and bright,
guitars and laughter filled the night,
but rules were made to kill the scene,
to cage the lions, crush the dream.

The curfew came like a clenched steel fist,
cops in helmets, batons kissed,
sirens wailing, orders screamed,
chasing down our silver-screen dreams.

We stood defiant, voices raised,
a battle line in midnight’s haze,
tear gas swirled, the night turned red,
the future sang inside our heads.

We weren’t just kids, we were the spark,
igniting fire inside the dark,
a warning shot, a wake-up call—
the Summer of Love would stand or fall.

Through shattered glass and flashing lights,
we faced the dawn, survived the night,
and though they tried to break our tune,
our hearts still howl beneath the moon.