Excuse Me While I Kiss the Sky
Jimi was crazy in his days of purple haze
Getting tossed with the sauce
As a mouse is stuck in its maze
Had screaming sounds with his guitar
He was a shooting star
Never will there ever be a man quite like Jimi
He was willing to achieve
With hey Joe where you going with that gun in your hand
I hope society today will live to understand
Playing his guitar with his tongue
This may have frightened a tender hearted nun but it was all in fun
Cross town traffic was fantastic
He had a heart of gold
To bad he had to die
Jimi was the man with plan
Hopefully someday everyone will understand ?
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