If Music Could Talk - Remastered

Make sure!
 Taking cover in the bunker tonight
 Waiting for bo diddley's headlights
 I feel alright
 Gotta fender stratosphere
 I can do anything tonight
 It's in neon lights an' global rights
 Frank? he's on the phone
 There ain't no german girl outside
 But who cares when it's warm inside?
 With music
 Special mystery of music tragically
 Exchanging slaves for majesties
 Modern waves of tragedy
 Packing a to pience colt pair of shoots
 A shiny grey mexican suit
 The blue eyed traffic can sashay by
 'cos tonight the sailor boys have hit shanghai
 The kick-out traffic goes creaking by
 I smash my glass and shout shanghi
 My drummer friend comes shooting by
 He said errol flynn will never die
 Oh no! who am I to question why?
 And are you lonesome tonight
 And do ya need a country cowboy
 Who's just thin and tight in those
 Brrrr bus depot jeans
 With a squirt resistant stud stud
 Hey stoner
 Get over there in the spliffbunker one
 Becos london bridge was sold somehow
 But it was too old anyhow
 When uncle sam has broken down
 We'll make him down in old japan
 Say yeee
 Well there ain't no better blend
 Than joe ely and his texas men
 Where the wind blows
 I ain't seen none like that scenery
 You can see from a bus if you pay the price
 Wave my arms around
 Flag one of those taxi's maybe
 I saw a girl somewhere somehow
 Forever sticks in my mind somehow
 I've just got three lines
 And a pair of two's
 Like a lucky roll of dice that you
 You cast
 *right channel*
 If music could talk!
 Which means
 Whatever your mind can bring
 Likethe apple fell off the tree
 Pah! fell right on his head
 Yeah many years ago
 There was a man who said
 I am a shaman
 A voodoo shaman
 Got in trouble so he's going out
 Mixing up and haiti! oh!
 And the crickets
 Buddy holly said it was
 Brrr brrr yiii!
 If music could talk you know
 I feel kinda lonely
 Standing out on the floor
 Of electric ladyland...
 Cos this is a good question samson
 Are you partly arabic?
 Chi man! whatcho all about
 I don't want to I can't hope to
 Say it all in one go
 Occasionally once or twice
 A day I feel alive enough to say
 Let's hear what the drummerman's
 Got to say about
 He said is it errol flynn's birthday or not?
 Sept 12 until october
 If they pack 2 piece
 Colt pair of shoots
 We got the shiny grey mexican suits
 I'm just wasting a great big
 Corporation and the entire fund
 The girders of wall street
 And thetemples of money
 And the high priests
 Of the expense account
 And I'm wasting the whole thing
 I come down in yamaha-ha
 They make the best pianos-time to step-up