Now if six turned up to be nine, I don't mind, I don't mind.

You got your God and so do I.

Well, obviously religion must come from inside.

Purple Haze all in my brain, lately things don't seem the same. Actin' funny but I don't know why. 'Scuse me while I kiss the sky.

Looks like my baby dont live here no more...thats alright, ive still got my guitar..I might as well go back over yonder, way back across the hills, if my baby dont love me no more....i know her...sister will

Purple haze all in my eyes, don't know if it's day or night. You got me blowin', blowin' my mind. Is it tomorrow or just the end of time?

The reflection of the world is blues, that's where that part of the music is at. Then you got this other kind of music that's tryin' to come around.