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The Dark (I Taste)
03:26
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The Dark (I Taste)
c. '14 Vlayman
All your well-earned politesse ain't mean nothin' to me
'Come on now baby", I said
"And we'll see what there is to be"
"We'll be the biggest and best
That's what I see"
But you never wanted to rest and then you moved on and left me.
But you left your mark, and I taste the dark
Now alla yer wealth and taste didn't mean nothin' to them
"Come on now, my followers", I said
as I tried to lead 'em
And I lead em I did right staright into yer hands
And you took the lives of every child, woman and man
And you left your mark, and I taste the dark
Solo
Yes, you left your mark, and I taste the dark
Oh, you left your mark, and I taste the dark
Solo
Spanish is the language of lovers but you only ever whispered to me
In a guttural moan that made every thing you ever did seem
Like I could never get enough, could never wait to get laid
But I reckon I got too much and here I am still afraid
Yes, you left your mark, and I taste the dark
Oh, you left your mark, and I taste the dark
Drums: nettage
Bass: Jaco-VC3q
Vox: MD511-VC1q
Gtrs: G&Lf100-Marshall-EV N/D308-ISA1
G&Lf100-Mrshl-EVnd603-ISA1
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2. |
Bad Candy
04:21
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Bad Candy
c. '14 Vlayman
Need to have a strong stomach to put up with all of her antics
Gotta handle her passed-out, zombie-like and frantic
Gotta know exactly what she's thinkin'
It don't hurt to know exactly what it is she's been takin'
She can be sompin' good
Knowin' her like ya do
I can be sompin' good for her
When I know what it is she's been gettin' up to
It can be sompin' good
Sompin' what comes in handy (It could be out standing, When you was feelin' randy)
When ya got yerself a fistfull (pocketfull, facefull)
Of all that bad candy
Gotta assert yer authority, gotta try and keep her in line
Cut off the cocaine, get her to stick with a little wine
And when it becomes two bottles a night you gotta acknowledge that it's time
get her back in the program, back on this side of the line
You remember how ya met her, in some punk-rock bar
Took her home to be alone and she passed out in the car
Had yell to wake her, yeah, ya hadda shout
Put yer arms around her so she could pass out on the couch.
Now she's gone gone forever, ya hadda let her go
Changed the locks on yer front door and ya let everybody know
You ain't responsible because she ain't responsible
And now and then you remember when you felt the addict's pull
Drums: Nettage
Bass: HohnerHdls-Brick-Symetrix522
Vox: StudioProjects TB1-Eureka
Gtrs: G&Lf100-Mrshl-E609-ISA1_SB23L-UA610
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Fed Up_w_Grankspoine
03:55
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Fed Up_w_Grankspoine
c. '14 Vlayman, derranged by Grankspoine
I cannot see, where you think that we can't be friends
You cannot be, everything to me but that's OK
You don't wanna see, that it's not up to me, how we end
And I don't wanna be, your last surviving friend, that wouldn't be OK
Day after day after day it all adds up
You cannot say who's more fed up
They don't wanna know about the problems we don't say we have
We don't wanna tell 'em and they're just as glad, it's OK
We don't wanna show what the hell is really goin' on
They don' wanna know what the fuck it was was is goin' wrong
Drums: nettage
Bass: JacoFretless-VC3Q
Vox: Solaris-UA110-RNLA
Keys, Horns, Guitars: Grankspoine
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4. |
Cabrone (Go On Home)
04:18
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Cabrone (Go On Home)
c. '14 Vlayman
Ah, when I took out the last of the -
men was in m-y -y way
It was cuz I was faster then them
At least I was, today
Then I saddled up
And I rode like hell on the way
And I got there, fast enough
Fast enough to hear her say
Go on home, cabrone
My horse was dieing, and she was crying
The Federales were on their way
But I was fast, no, I ain't lieing
And as I left I heard her say
Drums: nettage
Bass: Alvz-dbx163X(pad)
AcGtr: Martin-GT MD1b-UA110-RNLA
Vox: MD421n-MeekVC1Q;
BV's:GT MD1b-UA110-RNLA
LdGtr: G&Lf100-Marshall-GT MD1b-UA110-RNLA
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5. |
The Window
03:26
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The Window
c. '154 Vlayman
When the window comes down, I hear the music
I hear everything I need to know
When the window comes down is when I lose it
And then I know, it's time go
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Been to a wedding, I had a few drinks
I knew everything I needed to know
I wasn't drunk, not like you might think
I knew when it was time to go
When they rolled the window down
Is when I went to town
I hated the sound, so I fired
When the window came down, I knew I'd lose it
I heard everything I needed to know
When the window came down I chose to lose it
I knew then when it was time to go
When they rolled the window down
Is when I went to town
I hated the sound, so I fired
I ain't no racist motherfucker
I testified I was scared for my life
And mebbe, yeah, one of 'em pointed
So I fired, and I took his life
When they rolled the window down
Is when I went to town
I hated the sound, so I fired
When they rolled the window down
I went to town
I hated the sound, so I fired
When they rolled the window down
I hated the sound,
and that's a window to my soul
Drums: nettage
Bass: HnrJazz-VC3q(pad)
Vox: Md421n-MeekVC1q
BV's: AT3060-UA110--RNC-RNLA;
MD7350-UA110--RNC-RNLA
Gtrs: G&Lf100-MMhd130-2x12_SB23l-ISA1
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6. |
Woman of Mine_w_Sepak
04:13
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Woman of Mine
c. '14 Rick Sepak, Vlayman
I been taking all my troubles back to you
You been tellin me sompin' I ain't wanna do
Don't try and change my mind
Don't think you can change my mind
I been taking all my troubles back to you
You been tellin, me sompin' I ain't wanna do
And now yer outta t-i-i-i-iime
Are we just runnin' outta time
I been taking all my troubles back to you
You been tellin, me sompin' I ain't wanna do
You gone over line
You gone way past the line
So you decided to leave me.
Lemme change yer mind
Let me change yer mind
This 'll be, this'll be the last time
So I dun took my trouble back to you
And you told me a buncha shit you want me to do
It would be a crime
A mother-fuckin' crime
Drums: Vezina
Bass: HnrHdls-VC3Q (mike)
Gtr: G&Lf100-Marshall-E609-ISA1 (rick)
Vox: Senn MK4-Eureka
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7. |
The Fear Saw Me
04:02
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The Fear Saw Me
c. '14 Vlayman
Down on Halsted I brought my money
I was only lookin' to doya a solid honey
I brought all I ha-a-ad
They told me it was bad
They all called out to me
They said the fear saw me
I didn't want to think about that
I didn't know what to do about that
But there was nothin' to be done about that
I was running scared I admit
I was running scared I had no choice in the matter
I was running scared for you, that's a fact
I made it outta there, it's true
I ran my ass off tryin' to get back to you
And they followed me, you can see that's a fact
Drums: nettage
Bass: JacoFretless-70's MarlboroGB0-12B-EV RE320-Summit2BA221-Gyraf1176 (amp track)
_-GT The Brick-dbx160XT (DI track)
Gtrs:
1985 G&Lf100-1960 RickenbackerM8E-Beyer SoundstarII-Summit2BA221
_ShinyBox 23Lribbon- Focusrite ISA1 (room track)
Vox:
SennMK4-Summit2BA221-Gyraf1176
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8. |
Left Us
04:19
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Left Us
c. ' Vlayman
Four horsemen came, just dropped by to say hello/
And when they left, I was bereft/
Four horsemen came and it never was the same/ and I was sad to see you go
Into the hills you went and left us
you went and left us
And I was sad to see ya go
Into the night you went and left us
It wasn't right you went and left us
And I was sad to see ya go
Three headed dog, he just came along
And when he left, I was bereft/
Three headed dog, Three headed dog/ and I was sad it was so wrong
Across the river you went and left us
you went and left us
And I was sad to see ya go
Into the hills you went and left us
you went and left us
And I was sad to see ya go
Into the night you went and left us
It wasn't right you went and left us
And I was sad to see ya go
Drums: nettage
Bass: Alvz-VC3Q
Vox: MD421n-UA710(tube)-VLA
Gtrs: G&Lf100-Trdmrk10-Supelux-ISA1-RNLA
Percussion: MD421II-VC1Q
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9. |
My Black Dog
04:01
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My Black Dog
c. '14 Vlayman
Ask the first dog you meet, on the street
Ask him what he done to become complete
Oh-ho
Ask the first cat what about that
Ask him what he done to become so fat
Oh-ho
My black dog, My black dog
My black dog
He's been alone so very long
Ask the first ugly duckling who she's been fuckin'
Ask her what she's done to become such a swan
Ask the last dog you're about put down in town
Ask him what he done to become about to be underground
Drums: nettage
Vox: Genesis-UA110-RNC
Bass: HnrJazz-Marlboro-PV520I-Altec(pad)_Brick-dbx160XT
Keys: YamS03_47-ARTtps-MeekMC2
Gtrs: G&Lf100-Marshall-EVnd306-ISA1
"Ask the first dog you meet, on the street" = Rimbaud
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10. |
IBT_w_Sepak
04:30
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IBT
c. '14 Sepak & Vlayman
No matter how I try to get it all, all happening right
No matter what I do, I mix up my day for your night
I see you and I blow time
I blow time
I can't seem to stay in line
I blow time
I can't seem to stay in line
I blow time
It ain't a question of meter, tho' that's still runnin
It ain't a question of my intent, you know that I just ain't comin'
to hang around you know I want you for mine
I want you for mine
But I blow time all the time
I'm gonna try and be steady girl
Steady just for you
Keep my big hands on yer little ones and
Always tell ya true
And baby when it happens and I go off line
Ya know I ain't mean it, no
when I blow time
Tick-Tock
Tick-Tock
Where's my socks
Lemme show ya my best face, the one you can always read
Be it light or in the night, I want ya to see me
See me when you need me, I'll always hold the line
I wanna be the one that you can always rely on
Drums: JonSB
Bongos: Rick-SennMK4-Eureka
Bass: FnderFretlessJazz-VC3Q
Gtrs: Rick-Schecter-Marshall-E609-IS1-RNLA
Vox: SennMK4-Eureka
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Vlayman Chicago, Illinois
Fat, bald and old - could I be anymo' rock-n-roll?
I play guitar, bass, some keys and percussion, and I try to
vocalize. I write and record, and I do so obsessively. Also, I like martoonies, a lot, and I raise my kids, whom I also like, a lot.
Look for me at the TapeOp and TalkBass forums, where I'm vvv, or in various bars in the Loop.
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