Lyrics:

I dreamed about Jimi Hendrixhe came back for one daywas born weepin' out of an eggthe mid-wife saidand straight away began to praywith lifted headHe spent the early hourscommuning with the morning starsand then he came over to my housewhere he tried out my guitarHe was young and black and beautifulbig eyed, perfect skin an'he played my guitar like a lightning stormlike twirlin' feathers in the windhe could make it sound like the end of the worlda fire, the flick of a knifehe could squeeze it slow and masterfullike the hand that brought the world to lifeTogether we strolled in sculptured gardenspassed the sleepy afternoonmaids were dartin' back and forthfrom a window came a violin tuneangels, dressed as nurses toyed with playin' cardslooters sprung from prisons filled the yardA yellow sun hung low and dawned,and as it dippedJimi stood up straight, grinnedand shook his velvet hipsCallin' himself King Electricin the evening he went wildplayed on a dozen stagesin the clubs of New York -lit the city end to endwired it up, fired it upscarved, bejewelled, long-legged, snake-limbedathletic, driven, dangerousHe made all Manhattan shakeand every street and sidewalk quakehis stratocaster caused the mighty Empire Stateto vibratehis whammy bar caused shock-eyed punks fromHackensack and Yonkersraised on speed, metal and rapto enter trance and levitateHe played Purple Haze and Pyramid,Voodoo Child and Sin-E,Up From the Skies and Storm Freein King Tut's Wah-Wah hutHe did a forty-two minutecosmic rise i