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To Tell The Truth

To Tell The Truth

12. July 2023 Print this page 2 Minutes reading time (721 words)

        you claim you made
        Hendrix guitar cry
        listening to you puts an
        onion in my eye
        You're so damn loud
        the aliens are throwing pies
        They're so pissed Your
        loudness is knocking the
        plaster off their ship's
        especially when you try to sing
        It makes them sick
        but your slick
        all country boys know some  tricks, licks

        yah just a country boy
        come to the north to make a dime
        You fell into the right crowd that time
        they kept you on the straight and narrow
        that's why I'm happy  you put up the mural.
        but that doesn't let you off the hook

        Jerry curls are gone
        dreadlocks make you look dumb
        a baldhead, Papa guy said no!
        he'd rather see you with that stuff dripping from your nose
        what makes me want to tell the truth
        You don't deserve to be in the elite
        just the few
        you rubbing the blue off the blues

        I ain't never seen you in my neighborhood
        you ain't doing us little guy's any good
        just retire, you know you should.
        don't get an attitude about what I say
        cause your just a business man that just can't play
        enough I'm done

        Stevie Ray
        was a Hendrix copy
        got messed up on poppies
        singing nursery rhythms
        making a kazillion
        living in prime time
        banging everything that was willing came around
        crossing nationalities like knives through butter
        he tried the best he could
        but he couldn't bring his brother
        He spawned a new generation of feathered hats
        sidewinder stance I couldn't understand that
        a mouth full of marbles and a head full of smack
        he suffered so he gets paid for that

        gravel but the people loved it
        He looked so bad mean
        angry disappointed
        disjointed anointed
        you got lucky you got a chance to shine
        good living
        and when you try to sing
        I get sea sick and turn green

        Not from money
        your pissing the Aliens off
        that's why you don't stop by the lower forties
        cause you will be judged by the party people
        a lot of you is a little too much
        Now Jimmy Reed on the other hand got you beat
        he played subtle but he brought the beef
        you're pissing off the aliens
        you're so loud your cracking the pavement
        I should be charging you
        I get free tix to the hallabulu for me being there

        All you zero hero's
        playing the guitar
        like lightening bolts
        sent from up above
        your only standing there
        only crediting

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