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Well I realize that I’ve been hypnotized, I love your gypsy eyes
I love your gypsy eyes
Alright!

Hey!
Gypsy.

Way up in my tree I’m sitting by my fire
Wond’rin’ where in this world might you be
And knowin’ all the time you’re still roamin’ in the country side
Do you still think about me?

Have you ever been (have you ever been) to Electric Ladyland?
The magic carpet waits for you so don’t you be late
Oh, (I wanna show you) the different emotions
(I wanna run to) the sounds and motions
Electric woman waits for you and me
So it’s time we take a ride, we can cast all of your hang-ups over
The seaside
While we fly right over the love filled sea
Look up ahead, I see the loveland, soon you’ll understand.

Alright,
now listen, baby

You don’t care for me
I don’-a care about that
Gotta new fool, ha!
I like it like that

I have only one burning desire
Let me stand next to your fire
Let me stand next to your fire [Repeat 4 times]

Listen here, baby
and stop acting so crazy
You say your mum ain’t home,
it ain’t my concern,
Just play with me and you won’t get burned

I have only one itching desire
Let me stand next to your fire
Let me stand next to your fire [Repeat 4 times]

Oh!

Angel came down from heaven yesterday
She stayed with me just long enough to rescue he
And she told me a story yesterday,
About the sweet love between the moon and the deep blue sea
And then she spread her wings high over me
She said she’s gonna come back tomorrow

And I said “fly on my sweet angel,
Fly on through the sky,
Fly on my sweet angel,
Tomorrow I’m gonna be by your side”

Sure enough this morning came unto me
Silver wings silhouetted against the child’s sunrise
And my angel she said unto
“today is the day for you to rise,
Take my hand, you’re gonna be my man,
You’re gonna rise”
And she took high over yonder

And I said “fly on my sweet angel,
Fly on through the sky,
Fly on my sweet angel,
Forever I will be by your side”

Anger he smiles tow’ring shiny metallic purple armour.
Queen jealousy, envy waits behind him.
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.
Blue are the life giving waters taking for granted,
They quietly understand.

Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on.

After all the jacks are in their boxes,
and the clowns have all gone to bed,
you can hear happiness staggering on down the street,
footprints dress in red.

And the wind whispers Mary.

A broom is drearily sweeping
up the broken pieces of yesterday’s life.