When I was a boy down in South Illinois
I heard a man playing blues what a wonderful noise.
He had an old guitar but not a dollar to his name.
Making music so sad but he was happy just the same.
He gave me a wink and said son let me share the news.
If you want a happy life youve got to learn to sing the blues.
I asked my daddy for a guitar I begged and I plead.
I said I wanted to play the blues and he just nodded his head.
Daddy said when he was my age boogy-woogy was the thing.
Just take the blues then rock your hip and add a little swing.
Music has the power that without it hed have sworn that hed have never had met my mom and I wouldnt have been born.
So whats this?
This is psychedelia
Its where the guitar solo came from
No I mean what with all the colors
I have no idea
I kept learning all the powers my guitar had
I made it go walka-walka till it was so good it was bad.
Just make a face and stop that face you can make that rhythm pump.
So this is the blues just in a way that makes you want to shake your rump.
I can make you clap your hands. I can make you do a dance.
If you want to shake your booty my friend youve got to give the funk a chance.
Metal!
Pound your fist in the air!
Metal!
Wave your head full of hair!
Its crunchy and its nasty full of bad attitude.
Your parents will think youre crazy!
Your neighbors will think youre rude!
Believe it or not its all the blues again!
You just add a little fuss and turn your amp up to ten!
Music has the power to change your life FOREVER!