Blues Traveler is a rock band, formed in Princeton, New Jersey in 1987. The… Read Full Bio ↴Blues Traveler is a rock band, formed in Princeton, New Jersey in 1987. The band's music covers a variety of genres, including blues rock, psychedelic rock, folk rock, soul, and Southern rock.
Currently, the group comprises singer and harmonica player John Popper, guitarist Chan Kinchla, drummer Brendan Hill, bassist Tad Kinchla and keyboardist Ben Wilson. Tad Kinchla and Ben Wilson joined the band following the death of original bassist Bobby Sheehan in 1999.
While Blues Traveler is best known among fans for their improvisational live shows, the general public is most familiar with the group from their Top 40 singles "Run-Around" and "Hook". They gained mainstream popularity after their fourth studio album four, released in 1994. Sheehan's death and Popper's struggle with obesity put a damper on the group's success, and A&M dropped the band in 2002.
Currently, the group comprises singer and harmonica player John Popper, guitarist Chan Kinchla, drummer Brendan Hill, bassist Tad Kinchla and keyboardist Ben Wilson. Tad Kinchla and Ben Wilson joined the band following the death of original bassist Bobby Sheehan in 1999.
While Blues Traveler is best known among fans for their improvisational live shows, the general public is most familiar with the group from their Top 40 singles "Run-Around" and "Hook". They gained mainstream popularity after their fourth studio album four, released in 1994. Sheehan's death and Popper's struggle with obesity put a damper on the group's success, and A&M dropped the band in 2002.
What′s for Breakfast
Blues Traveler Lyrics
Well here I am
In a roadside stew
You're checking to see if I'm alright
I'm looking up at you
Well I'm o.k.
I've been here before
You know I have an ass to land on
And that's what it's for
I'm gonna dust me off
Get on my feet
Get myself together
Get me good to eat
Well what a night
I don't remember much
Not to worry my friend
I'm better off as such
You gotta wake up and smell
The collective coffee,
If ya know what I'm sayin'
Oh, gimme guitar, gimme guitar!
Well what a day and what's for breakfast?
Have to see what comes along
What a day and what's for breakfast?
Nothing ventured nothing wrong
Well there's no need
Get me through the roof
You know I'm just about to done
Picking up that [?]
I'm looking around
And the day's begun
I've got twenty four hours to get this game won
Well, looking around one time
Gonna find me something
Get me good to rhyme
I can feel it inside gonna never back down
I haven't found
I'm taking my look around
Well what a day and what's for breakfast?
Have to see what comes along
What a day and what's for breakfast?
Nothing ventured nothing wrong
Well what a day and what's for breakfast?
Have to see what comes along
What a day and what's for breakfast?
Nothing ventured nothing wrong, nothing wrong
In a roadside stew
You're checking to see if I'm alright
I'm looking up at you
Well I'm o.k.
I've been here before
You know I have an ass to land on
And that's what it's for
I'm gonna dust me off
Get myself together
Get me good to eat
Well what a night
I don't remember much
Not to worry my friend
I'm better off as such
You gotta wake up and smell
The collective coffee,
If ya know what I'm sayin'
Oh, gimme guitar, gimme guitar!
Well what a day and what's for breakfast?
Have to see what comes along
What a day and what's for breakfast?
Nothing ventured nothing wrong
Well there's no need
Get me through the roof
You know I'm just about to done
Picking up that [?]
I'm looking around
And the day's begun
I've got twenty four hours to get this game won
Well, looking around one time
Gonna find me something
Get me good to rhyme
I can feel it inside gonna never back down
I haven't found
I'm taking my look around
Well what a day and what's for breakfast?
Have to see what comes along
What a day and what's for breakfast?
Nothing ventured nothing wrong
Well what a day and what's for breakfast?
Have to see what comes along
What a day and what's for breakfast?
Nothing ventured nothing wrong, nothing wrong
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: BOBBY SHEEHAN, JOHN C. POPPER
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@danielduverne4036
Suis harminiciste de blues je recherche ce son ... sa bouche ou ses bouches et son talent ... ce mec est ouf ... pfff que j'aimerais jouer comme ça ^^
@poppybear888
wow..this album is very hard to find, I got it off ebay recently tho...beside Four, this one is my fav!!
@owenmcgee8496
I need to eat more sausages and that is a fact. I remember stumbling across an unofficial live cd by this band, dating from 1990, and this song was on it, before release, and the whole live sound was much more "punchy" (bass/kick drum up front; distortion on the guitar; faster) which explains why Popper has said that the band's first two albums were a bit too clinical/clean sounding to his then 22 year old ears' taste. Not that it matters. I prefer them as they are. I don't know what happened to that live cd either. Now...all that matters is: where's my sausages?
@zntg
the best band in the fucking world!!
@scottstrickland599
no its not the best band in the world but it is a good band, if he hadnt let the drugs and alcohol get the best of him he would most likely be around
@weebsportsresort682
@scott strickland I know that people only visit this comment in four year intervals, but John Popper is still alive.
@versatilejams
@scott strickland Bob Sheehan died, the bassist. Popper is still kicking ass with the other two OG members and “new” band members (who have now comprised the band for over two decades.)