The Jimi Hendrix Experience — Manic Depression

[Verse 1] Manic depression is searching my soul I know what I want, but I just don't know How to, go about getting it Feeling, sweet feeling Drops from my Fender's, fingers Manic depression is capturing my soul Yeah [Verse 2] Woman so willing, the sweet cause in vain You make love, you break love It's all the same When it's, when it's over, mama Music, sweet music I wish I could caress, caress, caress Manic depression is a frustrating mess [Break—Guitar solo] [Verse 3] Well, I think I'll go turn myself off and go on down All the way down Really ain't no use in me hanging around In your kind of scene Music, sweet music I wish I could caress, and kiss, kiss Manic depression is a frustrating mess