Jimi Hendrix, The ‘U’ - Watch Tower lyrics
[Jimi Hendrix, The ‘U’ - Watch Tower lyrics]
All along the Watch Tower
A wild cat did growl
I am feeling psychedelic
Pray to God I don't end up as a relic
The music therapeutic and the beat is angelic
My wounds won't heal, I'm in need of a medic
It hurts but I said it see demons many
The angels left, they said I wasn't ready
Got a couple fears, more like plenty
I drown my sorrows in a lake full of Henny
They floating in my belly
Less smiling, more anguish
New problems, Old English
Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous
Or the tales of the Broke and the Shameless
Grasp on reality, better grip tight
He is free by the day but
Is lost in the night
Yeah, he walks toward the light
With no end in sight
All along the Watch Tower
A wild cat did growl
Walk into the tower, listen for the cat
He does not wear a tie
He does not wear a hat
He does not wear a smile there
Is no room for that
His story is written on his back
I laugh at myself, only cuz I'm witty
I'm choking on my vomit I
Am feeling like Jimi
Locked in a cage, can't break the latch
As I play my guitar I'm in search of match
My soul is the fire, my words are the smoke
You are free to ingest
And you are free to tote
Hanging by the rope, or hanging by the quotes
They hang on every word and that is no joke
I'm feeling at home, my lovely abode
The road less traveled is the one I chose
All along the Watch Tower
A wild cat did growl
A wild cat did growl
I am feeling psychedelic
Pray to God I don't end up as a relic
The music therapeutic and the beat is angelic
My wounds won't heal, I'm in need of a medic
It hurts but I said it see demons many
The angels left, they said I wasn't ready
Got a couple fears, more like plenty
I drown my sorrows in a lake full of Henny
They floating in my belly
Less smiling, more anguish
New problems, Old English
Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous
Or the tales of the Broke and the Shameless
Grasp on reality, better grip tight
He is free by the day but
Is lost in the night
Yeah, he walks toward the light
With no end in sight
All along the Watch Tower
A wild cat did growl
Walk into the tower, listen for the cat
He does not wear a tie
He does not wear a hat
He does not wear a smile there
Is no room for that
His story is written on his back
I laugh at myself, only cuz I'm witty
I'm choking on my vomit I
Am feeling like Jimi
Locked in a cage, can't break the latch
As I play my guitar I'm in search of match
My soul is the fire, my words are the smoke
You are free to ingest
And you are free to tote
Hanging by the rope, or hanging by the quotes
They hang on every word and that is no joke
I'm feeling at home, my lovely abode
The road less traveled is the one I chose
All along the Watch Tower
A wild cat did growl