I John Reu

[Verse 1] Ha, you're listening to my new LP If you didn't buy it, then my man, listen please Don't dub a tape, you can go to the store And if they're sold out tell them please get more John Reu for the few who was asking Middle name Reuben, and my last name is Zappin Action packed satisfaction guaranteed I'm about to enter in and give them what they need And continue, eat up the menu We won't pretend to do things we can't do Just hit your venue, soon to be in your community Once again, I want to thank you for the opportunity [Hook] Yes indeed, like who? I John Reu Do promise you, the listener, always to Keep it innovative, dog-gone it My name is John Reuben and you have my word on it [x2] [Verse 2] You know what? We about to use all we have Throwing out attention getters simply just to grab Focus, channeling Because if you're like me, you have a short attention span Some say ADD, I just think that I'm lazy Let my mind go wherever it wants to take me And sometimes it's good, sometimes it's not For a while it was active, but then it stopped You see, I had writers block, but I got restocked To hit creative mode with a load of thought The sure shot baby rocking it From the bottom to the top of it We keep it full, full motion, full swing, full everything Bring the type of sound that makes your ear thank you for listening Glistening from the shine I put on the mind Positive outlook, now bring in the hook [Hook] [Bridge] My name is John Reuben and you have my word on it [x12] [Verse 3] Hold up let me make a quick statement You see it's all about putting things in it's proper placement Nothing wrong with a sloppy arrangement I learned that long ago in a Pataskala basement Wee lad with my finger on drum pad Not bad meaning good but bad meaning bad But bad it wasn't good we weren't Sometimes we had to hit the stage and get burnt But thanks to everyone that chose to bite their tongue Instead of busting us out you could have made us look dumb But you didn't and I appreciate your courtesy Now here's a few things I need to say urgently One, this record won't ever sell a million Two, Little Richard thinks I look like Bob Dylan Three, Dan's my bro, Kathy's my mom Now you tell me what that has to do with this song