posted on May, 18 2007 @ 01:09 AM
So I'm sittin' here doin' some thinkin'...... Oooooh wait! Let me turn up my fancy transistor radio! Yep, that is one fancy radio. Ahhhhh Jimi
Hendrix singin', and playin' an upside down guitar and stuff. Let's face it - Jimi single handedly changed music, and was so cool and stuff.
Walkin' around with that big afro, wearin' bandanas, pokin' smot and stuff. Man! Now that's what I call music! I'm thinkin' I'm gonna play some
really cool air guitar! So I take some paper towels and wrap it around my head like a really cool bandana. Yeah! That is so cool!
Dah, dah.....dah,dah,dah,dah Dah, dah......dah, dah, dah, dah Dah, du, du, dum Dah, du, du, dum...... "You don't care for me, I don't care
about that....."
Yeah! Now that's what I call music! I got my really fancy broom, usin' it like a guitar and stuff. Man! I got the moves and stuff!
"Move over Rover, let Lombozo take over" Daah, daah, daaeh, dah Daah, daah, daaeh, dah......
Oh yeah! I'm thinkin' I should be a rock star! I'm lookin' like just like Jimi! If I wasn't old, white and balding - we'd be mistaken for one
another! Cool! I'll play my really cool broom and stuff, and people will be sayin' "Dude! You're amazin'" Yeah! Like now I really want to be a
rock star and stuff. That would be so cool!
WTF! I just stepped in somethin'. What the hell is that? It's between my toes! Oh man... Yuck! That's it. Where is my dog Yabaastad?
"Get over here Yabaastad! You're in so much trouble"
So Yabaastad comes walkin' over real slow and stuff.
"What's this?! What did you do on the floor?! Look what I stepped in. You're a bad dog Yabaastad!" Now Yabaastad is lookin' real sad and
stuff.
Wait! I'm missin' another Jimi song! You're lucky Yabaastad.
"A broom is drearily sweeping
up the broken pieces of yesterday's life.
Somewhere a Queen is weeping,
somewhere a King has no wife."
A broom! I knew it! Man! It's like divine intervention and stuff. Move over Stevie Ray, I'm gonna be the next Jimi! Yeah! I'm like lookin' really
cool and stuff playin' my air guitar broom.
Huh? What's that? Someones knockin at my door!
"footprints dressed in red"
Yeah, I'm makin' footprints to the front door, but they're brown, not red........
So I open the door.
"Mr. Lombozo? We're here from the Child Study Team for your son. Uhmmmm, Sir is everything OK? Maybe we should talk...."
Man! I bet they think I'm so cool!
BTW I stole the "pokin smot" from Rasobasi420 - Raso Dude! I'm gonna get some mileage out of that one.
Jimi. May you rest in peace. A mere 27 when you left us. Dead 30 + years and you're music is still cool as hell.