16.08.81 Morrison, CO, intro to ´Johnny Bye Bye´
´´Oh, you guys doing alright out there ? (cheers)....this song is a, this is a new song...today´s the anniversary of Elvis´ death and.....there´s certain things that everybody marks, marks their lives by....I remember when I was 9 years old and my mother had on the ´Ed Sullivan Show´...and I was sitting there and on came Elvis Presley and....I remember when I was sitting at home the day that a friend of mine called me and told that, that he´d died....and he was like, for me, I guess, he was like the father of my country or something (chuckles).... you know, he was the, the great big liberator...and it was sad how somebody who won, won so much could in the end, it seemed, like lose so bad (?)...so this is a song....this is for, it´s a song for Elvis....”

16.08.81 Morrison, CO, intro to ´Trapped´
´´(?) I remember when I was growing, I used to....watch my father every night sitting in the kitchen....and at the time when I was about 16 or 17, he was only, he was only a few years older than I am right now....and it was hard to understand how somebody so young could feel so trapped in the, in the life he was living....but I started to....as I grew older, I wondered why that was and I looked back and I realised that my father, he worked in a factory and my grandfather, he worked in a rugmill....and....I read this book while I was over in Europe called ´The History of the United States´....and in it you can find reasons as to why that happened and how you end up a victim and you don´t even know it....and how you end up trapped....”

16.08.81 Morrison, CO, middle of ´Growin´Up´
´´There we were....it was a night....just like tonight.....the wind was blowing.....it was raining ....and it wouldn´t stop....and me and Clarence and Steve were coming home from a show.... riding down this dark backroad in New Jersey...it was dark out there.....and sure enough we get a flat tire....and we ain´t got no spare....now....we were trying to decide which one of us is gonna get out of the car and hitchhike to the gas-station....but it´s so dark out there....we´re in the middle of the woods and I know....I heard some wolves crying out there (crowd howls)....and then we heard something that sounded kind of like Frankenstein (crowd roars) ....and then we heard something that kind of sounded like Maytag Washer (crowd cheers).... so you know we was scared....I wasn´t as scared as the other guys....because I knew that.....I wasn´t gonna go....to the gas-station because.....I´m the Boss !.....you guys gotta go, not me. ...and then we also knew that Clarence, he didn´t have to go, did he, Steve ?....he didn´t have to go either....so just as we were pushing Miami Steve through the little ventwindow, trying to get him out of the car....up above us, just like in that movie ´Close Encounters of the Third Kind´, we saw a blinding light.....and there it was, painted all candy-apple red, Hooker headers, (?) tires....a spacemachine that said on the side : ´Little Melvin and the Invaders, we play weddings, parties and bar mitzvahs´...so the guy sticks his head out....and he says ´Which one of you guys knows the way to the New Jersey Turnpike ?´....we just don´t tell anybody how to get to New Jersey Turnpike....we had to make a deal....we said ´Listen.... you gotta give us all one wish, then we´ll tell you how to get to the turnpike´...that´s pretty slick....so we thought real hard....and just after I give the guy the directions, he goes spinning off into outer space....we didn´t get no wish, didn´t even get no sweet goodbye....we were standing there in the road, disillusioned, to say the least....we had met the first spaceman who probably ever came down to earth and the cat went off without even saying goodbye....I can´t go on with the show, I´m too brokenhearted....now, just as he sped off into space, we saw something sparkle down through the sky and land about a 100 yards down the road.... and there in the middle of the highway....sitting there in the middle of the night....(?)....and it was at that moment, we decided to continue our careers in show business.....”

16.08.81 Morrison, CO, middle of ´Rosalita´
´´Oh, ladies and gentlemen....now we´re gonna come.....to the most exciting part of the show ....I´m talking about the band introductions.....we´re gonna begin first over here on the far left ....a guy that plays that thing we like to call ´piano´, all the way from Long Island, the only member of the band with a complete high school diploma, let´s hear it for higher education and ´Professor´ Roy Bittan....now, next....we´ve got the only member of the band ever to have a race in his honor, that´s right....yesterday down at the (?) race track there was a Miami Steve race, it was the 9th race....I´m impressed, alright (chuckles) ´course of all the horses that he´d bet on, they sent over a jack-in-the-box (?) anyway, I wanna tell you.... we´ve got a man that brought you such great hits as ´I Don´t Wanna Go Home´, ´Sweeter than Honey´, ´This Time It´s for Real, ´Some Things Just Don´t Change´, ´Daddy´s Come Home´, ´Trapped Again´, I´m talking about the great ´Miami´ Steve Van Zandt.....now we got a man all the way from Neptune, New Jersey on the bass guitar, I´m talking about the handsome, the debonair Mr.Garry W.Tallent....back there on the drums, from South Orange, New Jersey, we´ve got the king of the big beat, the ´Mighty´ Max Weinberg....now we got a man over there in the far (?) Hammond B-3, all the way from Flemington, New Jersey, ´Phantom´ Dan Federici on the organ....and now...and now....comes the most difficult part of the show....because it´s impossible to describe this man with the words from English language....everybody knows he´s the king of the world....everybody knows he´s the master of the universe....everybody knows he´s the emperor of all things....but I´d like, tonight....to do a little thing that I wrote a few days ago, when men can´t describe something, sometimes they write poems, when a guy saw a tree and he couldn´t describe it, he wrote a poem, when a guy seen a rose, ´A rose by any other name would smell as sweet´, he wrote that poem, so tonight I´m gonna perform for the first time ever outside ....´Poem for Clarence´....let me make sure I´m outside enough, alright....here we go....´C´ is for cool, which only a foolish man would dispute....´L´ is for lean and mean and (?)....´A´ is for the ace of the saxophone.... ´R´ is ´cause he´s a regular guy even though he´s world reknown....´E´ is for his everlasting love which I hold so dear...´N´ is for nasty, mess with him and your face he will smear....and ´C´ is for that C-note he owed me since last year ....and ´E´ is for everything else and anything that I forgot, so you put that all together and what´s that spell ?....what´s that spell ?....what´s that spell ?....Spotlight on the Big Man ! ....”

Compiled by : Johanna Pirttijärvi