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    "Booking Agent Blues"genre: Satire
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    Dedicated to the ones so hard to love, historical figures whose names have been changed or not fully identified to so as to discourage defamation suits
    CD: fred   Label: World in Sound (http://www.worldinsound.com/)
    Credits: Words and music: Joe DeCristopher; Lead vocals: Ken Price and David Rose; engineer: Gary Rosenberg

    Story Behind the Song
    A song about the frustrations of an aspiring, unconventional rock and roll road band from rural Pennsylvania in the heyday of Grand Funk Railroad

    Lyrics
    Don't get no groupies, I ain't makin' no mint, but I love to play my guitar.
    Small "big time promoters" tell us we must sell out or we won't get very far
    We play hick high schools and bad-vibe-rating bars
    Guess you'd say we're paying our dues
    But there's one toll that's the meanest of all, it's them Booking Agent Blues

    First there was Stanley and his fat buddy, Frank, whose bands could never get too tight
    Then Hubba and Salt at Poppy Rock time--such money, they made, was it right?
    Not much for giving, but they know how to take, if we'd let 'em, they'd steal our shoes
    Jobs coming in faster than molasses in heat, got them Booking Agent Blues

    Don't mean to say that they're all bad; might find an honest one soon
    Meanwhile, I'll just stick out my thumb and hitchhike to the moon
    So far, we haven't signed nothing, with luck I think we never will
    I just hope that those hard times ahead don't push us to the poisoned quill

    Take fifteen percent, if we're lucky just ten, or flesh by the pound and ounce
    After all, we may get to play here again, and hope the check won't bounce
    Not much for giving, but they know how to take
    We go barefoot 'cause they stole our shoes
    Jobs coming in faster than molasses in heat. Got them Booking Agent Blues.

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