Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When It Sells, artist - The Cats. Date of issue: 31.12.1976
Song language: English
When It Sells |
| Your company is only in for money |
| And honest managers are hard to find |
| On your own you’ll never hit the big time |
| And when you do the taxman robs you blind |
| Although your fans wil tear the place to pieces |
| You’ll never ever get a good review |
| The press won’t spill a word on your next album |
| And you won’t get the airplay if they do |
| Just tell the whites it’s country and western |
| Just tell the blacks it’s rhythm and blues |
| Just tell the intellectuals it’s jazzrock |
| And when it sells just tell them they can choose |
| Romantic highway life is only boring |
| You never get a decent meal to eat |
| The songs you write are mostly pretty ballads |
| And all your fans just like a drivin' beat |
| You know that drugs are ruining your body |
| You know speed kills so you’re just getting pissed |
| And off the booze you only live on downers |
| So you will not regret the chicks you missed |
| Just tell the whites it’s country and western |
| Just tell the blacks it’s rhythm and blues |
| Just tell the intellectuals it’s jazzrock |
| And when it sells just tell them |
| Just tell the whites it’s country and western |
| Just tell the blacks it’s rhythm and blues |
| Just tell the intellectuals it’s jazzrock |
| And when it sells just tell them they can choose |