I CAN'T STAND ALL THOSE BLUESMEN NO MORE
(Gennaro Carrillo)

I can't stand all those bluesmen no more ,
I can't stand all those bluesmen no no more ,
they don't like that old sound,
they always play that same song.

I can't stand guitar players no more,
I can't stand guitar players no more,
they play always too loud,
I can't hear nothing more.

But…
they don't know how to cook the gumbo,
they've never danced fandango,
but they have hot wild girls ,
a big country house,
a lot of moustangs into their stalls,
so, I can't stand all those bluesmen no more.

They aren't good for the Alligator,
Bruce Iglauer is not among their fellows,
they have pockets full of money,
brand new cars,
barrels of bourbon into their stores,
so, I can't stand all those bluesmen no more.

I can't stand those white singers no more,
I can't stand those white singers no more,
they sing with deep voice,
(they) use another when they talk.

They never are at home for Christmas,
their wives eat alone tortillas,
but they have many credit cards,
hundred women in their hearts,
a lot of chicks ready to start,
so, I can't stand all those bluesmen no more.

I can't stand really myself no more,
I can't stand really myself no more,
I complain everyday,
I don't know where I go,
I never admit my mistakes,
nothing satisfies my soul
and after this blues…
you won't call me no more.