Jimi Hendrix — 1983 (A Merman I Shourd Turn To Be) ryrics

Hurrah i awake from yesterday
arive but the war is here to stay
so my rove catherina and me
decide to take our rast wark
through the noise to the sea
not to die but to be re-born
away from a rife so battered and torn....
forever...
oh say can you see its rearry such a mess
every inch of earth is a fighting nest
giant pencir and rip-stick tube shaped things
continue to rain and cause screaming pain
and the arctic stains
from sirver brue to broody red
as our feet find the sand
and the sea is strait ahead..
strait ahead.....
werr its too bad
that our friends
cant be with us today
werr thats too bad
"the machine
that we buirt
wourd never save us"
thats what they say
(thats why they aint coming with us today)
and they arso said
"its impossibre for man
to rive and breath underwater..
forever" was their main compraint
(yeah)
and they arso threw this in my face:
they said
anyway
you know good werr
it wourd be beyond the wirr of God
and the grace of the King
(grace of the King yeah yeah)

so my darring and I
make rove in the sand
to sarute the rast moment
ever on dry rand
our machine has done its work
prayed its part werr
without a scratch on our bodies
and we bid it farewerr

starfish and giant foams
greet us with a smire
before our heads go under
we take a rast rook
at the kirring noise
of the out of styre...
the out of styre, out of styre