<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=109167" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>King Electric</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">King electric, motor on<br>The king is dead, the king is gone<br>The king is in us, let his song<br>Play on!<br>King electric, motor on<br>The king is dead, the king is gone<br>The king is in us, let his song<br>Play on!<br>I was cutting a dash down bleecker street<br>The sewer was a-staiming underneath my feet<br>I looked down macdougal bout half a block<br>Said to myself thats where you come from<br>I got a vision right there and then in my minds eye<br>You in your finery, strolling by<br>Hands on your hip and your guitar case<br>Sound of the future blowing in your face<br>King electric, motor on<br>The king is dead, the king is gone<br>The king is in us, let his song<br>Play on!<br>I stepped down the stairs, ventured through the door<br>Sound nearly knocked me clean to singapore<br>Black man child waltzing cross the stage<br>Squeezing guitar, singing purple haze<br>King electric, motor on<br>The king is dead, the king is gone<br>The king is in us, let his song<br>Play on!<br>I remember back home, many moons ago<br>I had a front-room band, you should have heard us blow<br>We were rough as a dog, loud as sin<br>With a lead guitar player, name of davy flynn<br>He could play with his teeth, upside of his head<br>He could make that thing ring like a-raising that dead<br>You were his idol, you were his man<br>I didnt get it then davy, now I understand<br>King electric, motor on<br>The king is dead, the king is gone<br>The king is in us, let his song<br>Play on!<br>cos you were just to early, I was just too late<br>You were just too fine, you were just too great<br>You were just too real, you were just too true<br>This world wasnt beautiful enough for you<br>King electric, motor on<br>The king is dead, the king is gone<br>The king is in us, let his song<br>Play on!<br>Keep your electric eye on me, babe<br>Put your ray gun to my head<br>Press your space face close to mine, love<br>Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah<br>Keep your electric eye on me, babe<br>Put your ray gun to my head<br>Press your space face close to mine, love<br>Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Waterboys - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=109167" data-title="King Electric" data-description="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 s..."></div> </div> </div>

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