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Waterboys Lyrics for Song: The return of Jimi Hendrix
 Lyrics for Album: Dream Harder [1993]
 
 
 
 37768>The return of Jimi Hendrix :: Waterboys
 
 
 
 I dreamed about Jimi Hendrix
 
 he came back for one day
 
 was born weepin' out of an egg
 
 the mid-wife said
 
 and straight away began to pray
 
 with lifted head
 
 
 
 He spent the early hours
 
 communing with the morning stars
 
 and then he came over to my house
 
 where he tried out my guitar
 
 
 
 He was young and black and beautiful
 
 big eyed, perfect skin an'
 
 he played my guitar like a lightning storm
 
 like twirlin' feathers in the wind
 
 he could make it sound like the end of the world
 
 a fire, the flick of a knife
 
 he could squeeze it slow and masterful
 
 like the hand that brought the world to life
 
 
 
 Together we strolled in sculptured gardens
 
 passed the sleepy afternoon
 
 maids were dartin' back and forth
 
 from a window came a violin tune
 
 angels, dressed as nurses toyed with playin' cards
 
 looters sprung from prisons filled the yard
 
 
 
 A yellow sun hung low and dawned,
 
 and as it dipped
 
 Jimi stood up straight, grinned
 
 and shook his velvet hips
 
 
 
 Callin' himself King Electric
 
 in the evening he went wild
 
 played on a dozen stages
 
 in the clubs of New York -
 
 lit the city end to end
 
 wired it up, fired it up
 
 scarved, bejewelled, long-legged, snake-limbed
 
 athletic, driven, dangerous
 
 
 
 He made all Manhattan shake
 
 and every street and sidewalk quake
 
 his stratocaster caused the mighty Empire State
 
 to vibrate
 
 his whammy bar caused shock-eyed punks from
 
 Hackensack and Yonkers
 
 raised on speed, metal and rap
 
 to enter trance and levitate
 
 
 
 He played Purple Haze and Pyramid,
 
 Voodoo Child and Sin-E,
 
 Up From the Skies and Storm Free
 
 in King Tut's Wah-Wah hut
 
 
 
 He did a forty-two minute
 
 cosmic rise in future shocks
 
 Star Spangled Banner
 
 in the back of CBGB's
 
 
 
 He stopped every clock in New York state
 
 and every heart that heard him
 
 and time itself was beaten and confused
 
 and fell lamb-like under the spell of his fabulous flashing fingers
 
 
 
 He played an encore at the Bitter End
 
 a heartburst Little Wing
 
 even the waiters cried
 
 and then we fell outside
 
 and in the dusty dawn of Bleeker street
 
 a sweet rain fell
 
 and Jimi died
 
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| Album Lyrics: Dream Harder [1993] |  
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 "Dream Harder [1993]"
 
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