Hendrix is dead, but I think he's hiding out with Jim Morrison As the ghosts of the radio question the faith in my head Janis come quickly You're missing the real thing (Janis why don't you come home?) Maybe we're making your halo from smoke rings (Maybe we're making them) We know I... I wanna know At twenty-seven do legends die? I... I wanna know After I break through the other side Cobain is dead, gunshot wound straight to the head And now his colors have bled to make the sky sweet cherry red Janis come quickly You're missing the real thing (Janis why don't you come home?) Maybe we're making your halo from smoke rings (Maybe we're making them) We know We know I... I wanna know At twenty-seven do legends die? I... I wanna know After I break through the other side I... I wanna know How many out there are really there? We take all their horns with their wings Legends once...were living things We know I... I wanna know At twenty-seven do legends die? I... I wanna know After I break through the other side I... I wanna know How many of you out there are high? I... I wanna know How many of you are really there? We know We know We know We know We know, yeah, yeah We know, yeah, yeah We know, yeah, yeah