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Rock Lyrics Vol. 16 – American Band

This song has long been one of my favourite tunes (you’ll see how long in a minute), but it never occurred to me that it was a song about Rock Star Life. It is! The main theme is partying while travelling, “tear the hotel down“, and about groupies. Except, they don’t call them groupies. As the lyric says: “Four young chiquitas in Omaha“, who were waiting for the band in the hotel lobby intent on meeting the boys in the band. And they did!

They make special mention of a super-groupie, Connie Hamzy, who claims to have ‘had’ Don Brewer, John Bonham, Keith Moon, Huey Lewis, Peter Criss, and Bill Clinton when he was governor of Arkansas, among others, I’m sure.

The other person they reference is Freddie King, a renowned blues player hailing from Texas. Freddie opened for the band during one tour and would hold poker games after the concerts. Freddie usually won.

Recorded in Florida on June 12, 1973 (42 years ago!), produced by Todd Rundgren, here is one of the best-named bands in all of rock – Grand Funk Railroad – performing We’re An American Band live in 1974. Shirtless. Rock on, dudes!

WE’RE AN AMERICAN BAND

Grand Funk Railroad

Out on the road for forty days
Last night in Little Rock, put me in a haze
Sweet, sweet Connie was doin’ her act
She had the whole show and that’s a natural fact

Up all night with Freddie King
I got to tell you, poker’s his thing
Booze and ladies, keep me right
As long as we can make it to the show tonight

We’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re comin’ to your town
We’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band

Four young chiquitas in Omaha
Waitin’ for the band to return from the show
A feelin’ good, feelin’ right and it’s Saturday night
The hotel detective, he was outta sight

Now these fine ladies, they had a plan
They was out to meet the boys in the band
They said, “Come on dudes, let’s get it on!”
And we proceeded to tear that hotel down

We’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re comin’ to your town
We’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band

We’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re comin’ to your town
We’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band

[ubiquitous guitar solo]

We’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re comin’ to your town
We’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band

We’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re comin’ to your town
We’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band

We’re an American band (whooo)
We’re an American band (whooo)
We’re an American band (whooo)

 

 

Live Long and Prosper

Rock Lyrics Vol. 6 – Rock Star Life

I’m starting off the Rock Star Life lyric series with Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show performing Cover Of The Rolling Stone.

This song is a straight up satire about the rock ‘n roll lifestyle, and they don’t pull any punches. Even though they did rip into Rolling Stone magazine with this satire, they made the cover on March 29th 1973, three months after the release of the tune. Who says satire doesn’t pay!

They had a lot of fun with this song during their many live performances, to the point where I can’t find a suitable live video to display simply because they are cutting up so badly on stage. So I’m using the studio version that has all the original wording to match the printed lyrics. A bunch of characters, these guys!

COVER OF THE ROLLING STONE

Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show

Ha, ha, ha, I don’t believe it
Da, da, ah, ooh, don’t touch me
Hey, Ray, hey, Sugar
Tell them who we are

Well, we’re big rock singers we’ve got golden fingers
And we’re loved everywhere we go
(That sounds like us)
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
For ten-thousand dollars a show
(Right)

We take all kinds of pills that give us all kind of thrills
But the thrill we’ve never known
Is the thrill that’ll get ya when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(Rolling Stone)
Wanna see my picture on the cover
(Stone)
Wanna buy five copies for my mother, yeah
(Stone)
Wanna see my smilin’ face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
(That’s a very, very, good idea)

I got a freaky ole lady name a cocaine Katy
Who embroideries on my jeans
I got my poor old gray haired daddy
Drivin’ my limousine

Now, it’s all designed to blow our minds
But our minds won’t really be blown
Like the blow that’ll get ya when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(Rolling Stone)
Wanna see our pictures on the cover
(Stone)
Wanna buy five copies for our mothers, yeah
(Stone)
Wanna see my smilin’ face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(Hey, I know how, rock and roll)
(Ah, that’s beautiful)

We got a lot of little teenage blue-eyed groupies
Who do anything we say
We got a genuine Indian Guru
Who’s teaching us a better way

We got all the friends that money can buy
So we never have to be alone
And we keep getting richer but we can’t get our picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(Rolling Stone)
Wanna see my picture on the cover
(Stone)
Wanna buy five copies for my mother, I want one!
(Stone)
Wanna see my smilin’ face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(Man, I don’t know why we ain’t on the cover, baby)
(We’re beautiful fellas)
(I ain’t kiddin’, why, we would make a beautiful cove)r
(Fresh shot, right up front, man)
(I can see it now, we’ll be up on the front)
(Smilin’, man oh, beautiful!)

Live Long And Prosper!

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