I Shot My Manager

Hi boys and girls, we're Sportivo and gonna to sing about money G-I-B-S-O-N Guitars on my t-shirt I play the blues and I think I've got The most expensive Firebird When Mayall plays the blues I feel like crying too It's so easy any one can do Hoom fa fa fa fa, hoom fa fa fa Hoom fa fa fa fa, hoom fa fa fa E-A-B is what I play I pick the blues at sessions I'm losing hundred fans a day I'm a stoned musician When Eric played the blues He went back to it's roots He realized six golden rules Six, five, four three two... (One) Lose a leg (Two) Don't stay white (Three) Remember blues is black (Four) Go blind (Five) Try to see (Six) A lot of misery I shot my manager 'Cause he used to keep my royalties Hey record company Wanna have a hit like Bob Marley? Misery, Misery So get a gun and do it (Do it) Blues in F? Forget it (Get it) Reggae tune, that's it! (That's it) Money in your pocket When Eric played the blues He went back to it's roots He realized six golden rules Six, five, four three two... (One) Lose a leg (Two) Don't stay white (Three) Remember blues is black (Four) Go blind (Five) Try to see (Six) A lot of misery (One) Lose a leg (Two) Don't stay white (Three) Remember blues is black (Four) Go blind (Five) Try to see (Six) A lot of misery