Are you experienced ?

Alright, now dig this, baby
You don't care for me, I don't a-care about that
Got a new fool, ha, I'd like to laugh at
I have only one burning desire,
let me stand next to your fire
Hey (BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
Let me stand next to your fire
(BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
Whoa, let me stand, baby, (BV=Let me stand next to your fire),
Let me stand, (BV=Let me stand next to your fire), Yeah, baby
Listen here, baby, and stop actin' so crazy
You say your mom ain't home,
it ain't my concern, Just a-play with me
and you won't get burned, I have only one itchin' desire,
let me stand next to your fire
Msssst, yeah (BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
Let me stand, baby
(BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
Let me stand
(BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
Oh, let me stand
(BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
Ow!, Ahh, move over, Rover
and let Jimi take over,
Yeah, you know what I'm talk(in') about
Yeah, get on with it, baby, Ow, Yeah
Thats what I'm talkin' about, Now dig this
Ha!, Now listen, baby
You try to give me your money,
you better save it, babe
Save it for your rainy day
I have only one burnin' desire,
let me stand next to your fire, ha
Ow (BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
Uh, let me stand
(BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
Oh, let me stand, baby
(BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
I ain't gonna do you no harm
(BV=Let me stand next to your fire)
Ow, Yeah, You better move over, baby
I ain't gonna hurt ya, baby
Ah, I ain't talk(in') with your ol' lady
Ow, Ah, yes, this is Jimi talkin' to you
Yeah, baby, Doooo

Ah yeah!
There's a red house over yonder,
That's where my baby stays
Lord, there's a red house over yonder
Lord, there's where my baby stays
I ain't been home to see my baby
In ninty nine and one half days

Wait a minute, something's wrong here
The key won't unlock this door
Wait a minute, something's wrong, lord, have mercy
This key won't unlock this door,
something's goin' on here
I have a bad bad feeling
That my baby don't live her no more

Well, I might as well go back over yonder,
Way back up on the hill
That's something to do
Lord, I might as well go back over yonder,
Way back yonder cross the hill
'Cus if my baby don't love me no more...
I know her sister will
Yeah.

Oh, remember the mocking bird, my baby bun
He used to sing for his supper, baby
Yes he used to sing for his supper, babe
He used to sing so sweet
Since my baby left me he ain't sang for two long days
Oh, remember the blue-birds and the honey bees,
They used to sing for sunshine
They used to sing for the flowers
They used to sing so sweet
But since my baby left me they ain't sang in two long days
Hey pretty baby, come on back to me
Make ev'ry body as happy as can be
So, baby, if you'll please come home again you know I'll
Kiss you for my supper,
You know I'll kiss you for my dinner, yeah!
But, ah, if you don't come back you know I'll have to
Starve to death
'Cus I ain't had one kiss all day now
Please remember
You've got to remember
You've got to remember our love
Come on back, baby, come on back in my arms,
I'll make ev'rything that better
Come on, baby, hurry up now
Can you hear me calling you back again now?
Come on, baby, stop jiving around, hurry home, hurry home

Yeah, his guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots is his Cadillac
Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind
Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin
He left home when he was seventeen
The rest of the world he had longed to see
But everybody knows the Boss
A rolling stone who gathers no moss

But you'd probably call him a tramp
But it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile, yeah

Now some people say he had a girl back home
Who messed around and did him pretty wrong
They tell me it kinda hurt him bad
Kinda made him feel pretty sad
I couldn't say what went through his mind
Anyway, he left the world behind
But everybody knows the same old story,
In love and war you can't lose in glory

Now you'd probably call him a tramp
But I know it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile

Walk on brother, yeah
One more brother

His old guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots is his Cadillac
Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind
Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin

Now you may call him a tramp
But I know it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile

Walk on brother
Don't let no one stop you
Highway chile
Yeah yeah yeah
Highway chile
Go on down the highway
Highway chile
Yeah yeah yeah
Highway chile

{intro slowwed down talking begins}
Star fleet to scout ship, please give your position. Over.
I'm in orbit around the third planet from the star called
the sun. Over.
You mean its the Earth? Over.
Positive. It is known to have some form of intelligent species. Over.
I think we should take a look.
{intro slowwed down talking ends}
Strange beautiful grass of green,
with your majestic silver seas
Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer
May I land my kinky machine?
{start slowwed down}
Strange beautiful, grass of green
with your majestic silver seas
Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer
May I land my kinky machine?
{end slowwed down}
Although your world wonders me,
with your majestic and superior cackling hen
Your people I do not understand,
so to you I shall put an end
And you'll
never hear
surf music again
{start slowwed down...rough guess at lyrics}
Secret
Oh, secret
Oh
Shhhh...
{end slowwed down}

Is that the stars in the sky, or is it, rain fallin' down
Will it burn me if I touch the sun-uh, yeah, so big, so round
Would I be truthful, yeah, in, uh,
in chosin' you as the one for me?
Is this love, baby, or is it, uh-huh,
Just, uh, confusion?
O-Oh, my mind is so messed up-uh, Goin' 'round and 'round
Must there be all the colors-uh
Without names, without sound, baby?
My heart burns with feeling, but, uh
Woe, but my mind, its cold and reeling
Is this love, baby, or, uh-huh, or is it confusion?
Oh, my head is poundin', poundin'
Goin' 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round
Must there always be these colors?, uh
Without names, without sound
My heart burns with feelin'
Oh, but my mind is cold and reelin', uh
Is this love, baby
Or is it-uh, huh, just, uh, confusion?
Oh, you tell me baby, is this , uh, love or confusion?
Mama, we must get together and, uh, find out
Exactly what we're tryin' to do
Love or confusion?, Confusion

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 wear
But they don't realise they're the ones who's square
Hey!
And that's why
You can't hold me down
I don't want to be down i gotta move
Hey
Stone free do what i please
Stone free to ride the breeze
Stone free i can't stay
I got to got to got to get away
Alright
Listen to this baby
A woman here a woman there try to keep me in a plastic cage
But they don't realise it's so easy to break
But sometimes i get a ha
Feel my heart kind of runnin' hot
That's when i've got to move before i get caught
And the is why, listen to me baby, you can't hold me down
I don't want to be tied down
I gotta be free
Owh!
I said
Stone free do what i please
Stone free to ride the breeze
Stone free i can't stay
Got to got to got to get away
Yeah ow!
Tear me loose baby
Yeah!
Stone free to ride on the breeze
Stone free do what i please
Stone free i can't stay
Stone free i got to i got to get away
Stone free go on down the highway
Stone free don't try to hold me back baby
Stone free oh yeah baby
Stone free got to got to get away
Stone free goodbye baby
Jimi Hendrix
Are you experienced ?
1967
Purple haze
Kicko


%
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 Haze all around
Don't know if I'm comin' up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
What ever it is, that girl put a spell on me
Help me
Help me
Oh, no, no
[faint, spoken lyrics...all questionable]
Hammerin'
Talkin' 'bout heart 'n'...s-soul
I'm talkin' about hard stuff
If everbodys still around, fluff and ease, if
So far out my mind
Somethings happening, somethings happening
Ooo, ahhh
Ooo, {click} ahhh,
Ooo, ahhh
Ooo, ahhh, YEAH!
Purple haze all in my eyes, uhh
Don't know if its day or night
You got me blowin', blowin' my mind
Is it tomorrow, or just the end of time?
Ooo
Help me
Ahh, yea-yeah, purple haze, yeah
Oh, no, oh
Oh, help me
Purple haze, Tell me, baby, tell me
I can't go on like this
Purple haze
You're makin' me blow my mind...mama
Purple haze, n-no, nooo
Purple haze, no, its painful, baby
Jimi Hendrix
Are you experienced ?
1967
51st Anniversary
Kicko


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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
And now they're old and happy
And they settle down, ha ha
Settle down, yeah.
For twenty years they've been married
And they did everything that could be done
You know, they have their fun.

And then you come along and talk about it:
"So you, you say you wanna be married,
I'm gonna change your mind.
Oh, gotta change it."
That was the good side baby
Here comes the best side.
For ten years they've been married
A thousand kids went around homeless
'Cause their Mom was a louse
Daddy's down at the whisky house.
That ain't all,
For three years they've been married
They don't get along so good,
They're tired of each other.
You know how that goes,
She got another lover.
Hah, same old thing.
So now you're seventeen
You run around hangin' out
And having your fun
Life for you has just begun baby.

And then you come sayin':
"So you, you say you wanna be married.
Oh, baby, tryin' to put me on a chain
Ain't that some shame?
You must be losin' your weak little mind.
I ain't ready to get married,
I ain't ready.
I'm gonna change your mind.
Ooh, look out baby.
Auh, I ain't ready to get tied down
I ain't ready, I ain't ready now
Let me live a little while longer
Let me live, let me live a little while longer
So I can finish talking,
Let me get back to my groooove . . .

If you can just get your mind together
uh-then come on across to me
We'll hold hands and then we'll watch the sunrise
From the bottom of the sea
But first, are you experienced?
Uh-have you ever been experienced-uh?
Well, I have
(Well) I know, I know, you'll probably scream and cry
that your little world won't let you go
But who in your measly little world, (-uh)
are you tryin' to prove to that you're
made out of gold and-uh, can't be sold
So-uh, are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced? (-uh)
Well, I have
Uh, let me prove it to you, yeah
Trumpets and violins I can-uh, hear in the distance
I think they're callin' our name
Maybe now you can't hear them,
but you will, ha-ha, if you just
take hold of my hand
Ohhh, but are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful