Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song John Lee Hooker for President, artist - Ry Cooder.
Date of issue: 29.08.2011
Song language: English
John Lee Hooker for President |
When I first came to town people, I was walkin' down Pennsylvania Avenue |
I heard a lot people talking 'bout the White House |
I decided I’d drop in there that night |
And when I got there I said man what’s shakin' |
They said look man you can’t come in here this where the President hang out |
What you want |
I said look man, I’m John Lee Hooker, I sing the blues |
They said the President don’t have time for the blues |
I said look man everybody got to have the blues sometime, don’t matter where |
you from or where you at |
I decided to make a run for President |
I know everyone got the blues 'cause I’m in touch wilt 'em when I sing the |
blues it’s my life |
I got the number one record in Detroit right now |
He’s called Boom Boom |
It tells a tremendous story these lyrics are something else |
Every time you hear Boom Boom, that’s a dollar change |
I don’t need yo money 'cause I finance my own campaign |
I ain’t for sale. |
I keep a fat bankroll in my pocket baby, big as a hay bale… |
I want everybody to know I’m strictly copastatic, I ain’t Republican or |
Democratic |
I got a new program for the nation |
It’s gonna be groove time, a big sensation |
Every man and woman gets one scotch, one bourbon and one beer, three times a |
day if they stay cool |
And little chillens gets milk, cream and alcohol, two times a day if they stay |
involved in school |
Now boogie chillen… |
Now I want nine fine lookin' womens sittin' on the Supreme Court |
Their big legs, their tight skirts drive me out of my mind |
And when I need a judgment, they gonna give it to me right on time |
They call me on the phone sayin' |
Johnny, we disagree on which one of us you like best |
I said honey, you all equally fine under the law |
I’m sharp and up to date |
Jimmy Reed, Vice President, Little Johnny Taylor, Secretary of State |
I got the foreign policy numbers 444, domestic spending goin' up |
Continental clothes, Stetson hats, everybody’s on the dance floor |
All you back bilers and syndicators, hear what I say |
I ain’t gonna stand for no trash talking and double dealin' |
If I catch you messin' 'round the White House I might cut you, I might shoot |
you, I just don’t know |
And there’s one point I really want to prove |
If you vote for John Lee Hooker you know you gonna groove |
Don’t be fooled by the Republican, don’t pity the Democratie |
Vote John Lee Hooker and everything gone be mellow, knocked out, copastatic |