From Hank to Hendrix, I walked these streets with you. Here I am with this old guitar, doing what I do. I always expected that you should see me through
please mr corusoe, pleased could you Give your regarded opinion on this nonsense About spaceships and even space people. Mr corusoe: (jimi hendrix)
It's very far away It takes about a half and a day to get there If we travel by my uh, dragon-fly No it's not in Spain But all the same you know, it'
I just want to talk to you I won't uh, do you no harm I just want to know about your different lives On this is here people farm I heard some of you
Well she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind that's running wild Butterflies and zebras And moonbeams and fairy tales That's all she ever
Well there ain't no hu Ain't no telling baby When you will see me again But I pray it will be tomorrow. Well the sunrise Is burnin' my eyes baby Well
Down the street you can hear her scream "you're a disgrace" As she slams the door in his drunken face And now he stands outside And all the neighbours
She walks with a bell-clock round her neck So the hippies think she's in with time Time... Her hair glistens like robins on a deck Branches attack me
(Yeah, sing a song bro'...) If the sun refused to shine I don't mind, I don't mind (Yeah) If the mountains ah, fell in the sea Let it be, it ain't me
Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armour Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground Blue
Little miss lover, Where have you been in this world for so long Well, I love a lover that feels like you Would you like to tag along? Well I really
Hey joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand Hey joe, i said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
Everyday in the week i'm in a different city If i stay too long people try to pull me down They talk about me like a dog Talkin' about the clothes i
Well, you've got me floatin' around and 'round Always up, you never let me down The amazing thing: you turned me on nat'rally Oh and I kiss you when
For fifty years they?ve been married They can?t wait for their fifty first To roll around, yeah, roll around. For thirty years they?ve been married
{cough?} Purple haze all in my brain Lately things just don't seem the same Actin' funny, but I don't know why 'Scuse me while I kiss the sky Purple
After all the jacks are in their boxes and the clowns have all gone to bed You can hear happiness staggering on down the street footsteps dressed in
Golden rose, the color of the dream I had Not too long ago A misty blue and the lillac too A never to grow old. A there you were under the tree of song
