re: #307 Jimmah

Cheers, Hoops! Great here, still busy with home improvements and enjopying the last of the summer here in Scotland. Ice is still on the mend - hospital again tomorrow.

You tell Ice to get well..I signed the moving contract today and I’m moving also It was a race to see who moved first..She won..So Tonight I was looking at my Strat an Amp and Keyboard and I’ll pack it up this weekend..So I pick up the Guitar..Turned it up the Ear shattering volume and started to write a song in E that really Rocked..
Here is what I have so far…

Next time you see me
I’m head’n down 44 west
Time for a road trip..
Let’s put it too the test

Next time you see me
I’m head’n it down South
The radio is blasting..
Let’s put this to the Test
-chorus-

No more cornfields….
No more empty fields
Saying goodbye to all my friends
Gotta hit the road… I Gotta fly
No more Cornfields
Just endless Highways

-Rap Voice-
I got wasps in the barn I got wasps at the pool.I got a dirty hot tub..Lights on the deck fool
Hug it out bitch’s.. just let it go..Watch’n my tailpipe..Head on down the road..
-The whole playing guitar in E…Thinking..Ok this sortof sounds good
Yea I Know i’m so rusty I make the Tin Man look fast)
-Pause-
( Now we do the whole Freddie Mercury voice thing with Brian Mays Shredding the Guitar)

I’m in a Corn field.. Nobody loves me
He’s in a cornfield.. Nobody loves him
Hallelujah Hallifauh Figueroa Figueroa
Hallelujah Hallifauh Figueroa Figueroa

So you think you can run away.. Oh mama..On the road today?
So you think you can just blow away? Mama? Oh Mama..
Run away..Run away?
Oh mama,, Fig giro fig giro!!

( Then Mays shreds your face off with a solo)

Next time you see me
I’m head’n down 44 west
Time for a road trip..
Let’s put it too the test

Oh mama..What are you going to do baby..
Route 44 baby.
Got to work it out
Got to work it out baby.