For him it's a simple movement,
as easy as making love
And he makes love to the sky and the moon,
yes he does
For some, it's only confusion
And that's those who don't know
where they're going
And for those who've never
heard or seen the truth
They're blind
For some it's a haze of color,
like a bright exotic bird in flight
And for those who wish to fly with it,
fly with it, try with it
Fly, fly, oh, fly, yeah, fly
He's amazed at jigsaws of sound
That have been filtered through his mind
He's filtered out all the good things
And the bad things have been
left way behind
Far behind
For those of another generation,
these old bucks are made for love,
but they do not understand
the experience, the experience, the experience,
the experience, the experience, the experience,
The experience, the experience,
the experience
Have you ever been experienced?
You know what I'm talking about,
Jimmy
Come here, baby
You ever have a real experience?
Does your mommy know
that you're out digging me today?
Don't you know that you
should be in bed?
Well, have you ever been
experienced?
Experienced, experienced, experienced, experienced,
experienced, experienced, experienced,