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Watchtower - King Electric lyrics
King Electric, motor on
 the King is dead, the king is gone
 The King is in us, let his song
 play on!
 King Electric, motor on
 the King is dead, the king is gone
 The King is in us, let his song
 play on!
 I was cutting a dash down Bleecker Street
 the sewer was a-staiming underneath my feet
 I looked down MacDougal 'bout half a block
 said to myself "That's where you come from"
 I got a vision right there and then in my mind's eye
 you in your finery, strolling by
 Hands on your hip and your guitar case
 sound of the future blowing in your face
 King Electric, motor on
 the King is dead, the king is gone
 The King is in us, let his song
 play on!
 I stepped down the stairs, ventured through the door
 sound nearly knocked me clean to Singapore
 Black man child waltzing 'cross the stage
 squeezing guitar, singing Purple Haze
 King Electric, motor on
 the King is dead, the king is gone
 The King is in us, let his song
 play on!
 Watchtower - King Electric - http://motolyrics.com/watchtower/king-electric-lyrics.html
 I remember back home, many moons ago
 I had a front-room band, you should have heard us blow
 We were rough as a dog, loud as sin
 with a lead guitar player, name of Davy Flynn
 He could play with his teeth, upside of his head
 he could make that thing ring like a-raising that dead
 You were his idol, you were his man
 I didn't get it then Davy, now I understand
 King Electric, motor on
 the King is dead, the king is gone
 The King is in us, let his song
 play on!
 'Cos you were just to early, I was just too late
 You were just too fine, you were just too great
 You were just too real, you were just too true
 This world wasn't beautiful enough for you
 King Electric, motor on
 the King is dead, the king is gone
 The King is in us, let his song
 play on!
 Keep your electric eye on me, babe
 Put your ray gun to my head
 Press your space face close to mine, love
 Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
 Keep your electric eye on me, babe
 Put your ray gun to my head
 Press your space face close to mine, love
 Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah









