Jan Rot
Jan Rot - You don't have to tell me how I got to play the blues lyrics
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On sunday afternoons I'm used to play the piano in a pub down the cheaper side of town I'm used to ratata everybody's ass off I have some hardcore-fans I never let them down, oh no, well well well you don't have to tell me how I gotta play the blues! Now yesterday somebody from the audience was shouting: "Come over here boy, the drink is on me!" he said to me: "Guy, you're a wonderful rocker but you 'd better leave that blues-stuff to someone like me Now I got mad and went back to my piano and played the blues just like I can do and while my piano was terribly weeping I turned over to him and said: "hey you, oh nananow you don't have to tell me how I gotta play the blues! Believe it or not, this guy was a sucker he said: "that's no blues, that's boogie, dear mate" I said: "Well, we've just gone out of the forties I speed it up man, that's my trade!" He said: "Kid, you must be a fan of John Mayall's" That was too much for me and I shot him down I laid his dead body over my piano and when I played on I was looking around and said: "hey, dear audience, this is a warning: you don't have to tell me how I gotta play the blues!