Flavor - The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion

Aright, I’d like to dedicate this song to Mr. Gerard Cosloy

Lead singer of the rock group Envelope

Walking down Avenue B

Crazy

Man, how he

Think about a sound

Way back

Blues

Well, Ida Red

You got the taste

Explosion man

He got the flavor

No history

Don’t got to know

Well, Ida Red

It takes you there

You got to know

I tell you the blues

It start the feeling

You got the flavor

Well, Ida Red, it tastes like this

I don’t got the tongue

Nobody do

Well, Ida Red

Woman of love

The girls will tell ya

I get down, babe

You can’t be cooler

No rock ‘n' roller

Well, Ida Red, she got the flavor

A long time ago

There was a king

Jumped over the wall

In Africa

I came on home

I play it interstate

My baby crazy

She got the taste

Sinful

You got the flavor

You got the flavor

You got the flavor

You got the flavor

It tastes of this

It tastes of that

It tastes of this

Like that

Damn

Damn

Punk ass mother humper

Everybody scared

Oh, hey

People are crazy

Try something new

Way back

Yeah

Way back

Way back

Way back

Russell

Russell Simins

Judah

Mr Judah Bauer

Jon

The number one blues singer in the country

Blues Explosion!

Yeah, that’s right, we’re number one

Number one in Philadelphia

Number one in D. C

Number one in Chicago

Number one in Detroit

Number one in Austin

Huston, Dallas, San Francisco, Los Angeles, Seattle, Portland, Vancouver

We’re number one in New York City, Kansas City, Oklahoma City, Cincinnati,

Jackson Mississippi

I said the blues is number one

The blues is number one

Soul!

Feel so good about a piece of trash

Prefer it to drugs

Drink it from my glass

The worms are hungry

Looking for my guitar

White lightning

No fruit jar

I get juiced

From Africa to Spain

Ghetto blastin' the diamond lane

Fix my strings in the sycamore shade

Dig my grave with the silver spade

Makin' a list, I’m takin' requests

Flip 'em the blues outta your vest

Strictnine, hit 'em with the thud

Strip-mine goes the flood

When you dig up the past

The bones is just toys

Beat your fists through the static and the noise

‘Cause I got the blues

And I can’t be satisfied

Get the blues

Gonna catch that train and ride

Yeah

Got it

That good?

Got it

All right

You want me to do one more?

You got the flavor

You want me to do one more?

You got the flavor

You got the flavor

You got the flavor

You got the flavor

You got the flavor

You got the flavor