Ah, the joys of partial hearing loss. <g>
Here was my morning drive music......from Electric Ladyland:
Voodoo Chile (for those who haven't heard this, it's chile (rhymes with "mile") as in a blues variation of "child", not "chile" the spicy food LOL)
Well I'm a Voodoo Chile
Lord I'm a Voodoo Chile
(Yeah)
Well the night I was born,
Lord I swear the moon turned a fire red
The night I was born,
I swear the moon turned a fire red
Well my poor mother cried out 'Lord, the gypsy was right!'
and I seen her fell down right dead
(Have mercy)
Well, mountain lions found me there waitin',
and set me on a eagle's back
(Oh Lord)
Well mountain lions found me there,
and set me on a eagle's wing
(it's the eagle's wing, baby, what did I say)
He took me past to the outskirts of infinity,
and when he brought me back,
he gave me Venus witch's ring
Hey!
And he said 'Fly on, fly on'
'Cause I'm a, Voodoo Chile baby, Voodoo Chile
Hey!
(Yeah)
Well I make love to you,
and Lord knows you'll feel no pain
(Yeah)
So I make love to you in your sleep,
and Lord knows you felt no pain
(Have mercy),
'cause I'm a million miles away,
and at the same time I'm right here in your picture frame
(Yeah, what did I say now)
'Cause I'm a Voodoo Chile,
Lord knows I'm a Voodoo Chile
(Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah turn it up, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Well my arrows are made of desire
>From far away as Jupiter's sulphur mines
Say my arrows are made of desire, desire,
from far away as Jupiter sulphur mines
(Way down by the Methan Sea, yeah)
I have a humming bird and it hums so loud,
you think you were losing your mind, hmmm . . .
(Yeah, yeah . . .)
Well I float in liquid gardens,
and Arizona new red sand
(Yeah)
I float in liquid gardens,
way down in Arizona red sand . . .
Well, I taste the honey from a flower named Blue,
(way down in California)
and then New York drowns as we hold hands
(Yeah)
(Hey!)
'Cause I'm a Voodoo Chile
Lord knows, I'm a Voodoo Chile
Yeah! . . . |
