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The morning is dead and the day is too
There’s nothing left here to lead me, but the velvet moon
All my loneliness I have felt today
It’s a little more than enough to make a man throw himself away
And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, alone

Now the smiling portrait of you
is still hanging on my frowning wall
It really doesn’t, it really doesn’t bother me too much at all
It’s just the eh ever falling dust that makes it so hard for me to see
That forgotten earring laying on the floor
Facing coldly towards the door
And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, all alone
Burn!

‘Ok, here we go. I’m gonna try it with the long beginning ok.
then, then, I’m gonna do the weak start. ok’

‘what’s it called jimi? ‘

‘here he comes’
‘here he comes take one’
Here he comes, I say
Here comes your lover now
Here he comes
Here comes your lover man
Aah I gotta get my head from this pillow
I gotta get outta your
No heart fellin’s
Reach down baby and get my runnin’ shoes
Oh yeah
Reach down baby and get my runnin’ shoes
I gotta get outta here and I got no time to lose
Hey
Here he comes
Here comes your lover now
Here he comes
Here comes your lover man
I gotta get my suitcase
And get the hell outta just as fast as I can
Here he comes baby
Here he comes baby
Here he comes baby
Here he comes baby
Doo doo….

Get out you bum, we don’t want you here anymore!

Laying in the alleyway
Maybe some rich fool will come my way
And throw me a dime
That’s all I need to give me more wine
All I got is to my names
Beat up guitar with three broken strings
And I sure know
I’m just saying “Taking care of no business”
Look it here
Hey kitty cat!

Starfleet to scoutship, 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.

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