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Coercion
03:19
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Coercion
c. '20
Vlayman
All y'all be talkin' 'bout trackin' us with for phones, (and cameras and sattelites)
Ya start that all and I ain't kiddin'
Many of us will never go home
You aiin't got the right to tell us what to do
Not over politics, no, we ain' listen' to you
Coercion is a way to get things done
It's got me on the run
You gotta story that you say wanna tell
You claim victory but we know that brought hell
Your stated opinion is that red is better than blue
You ain' nothin' but shit on my shoes
Coercion is a way to get things done
It ain't s'posed to be fun
So breathe in deep and tell us how good you feel
Breathe in deep, yeah, keep it real
Breathe in deep, tell us it's safeq
Breathe yer last breath, there ain' no escape
Coercion is a way to get things done
It ain't the only one
It ain't s'posed to be fun
It's got me on the run
Coercion
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Prunes & Onion
03:23
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Prunes & Onion
c. '19 Vlayman
The predictions was we wouldn' like each other
You and me, acerbic as we bofe is
I'm just a kinda bad news delivery mechanism
And you is in the enetertainent biz
We'd get along
It wouldn't be fun
We'd get along
Like prunes & onion
But I took you to dinner, some kinda show
It was a winner tho' I didn't even know
If you was interested and just movin' slow
I couldn't know if you would go
CH
And we had a nightcap at a little jazzy place
You smoked a cigarette, the smoke it wreathed your face
And when you closed your eyes, a I saw of hestitation as you asjked
Can we go back to your place
We'd got along
And it was fun
We'd got along
Some kinda prunes & onion
At first I couldn't tell was you just movin' slow
I couldn't know if you would go
We'd got along
And it was fun
We'd got along
Some kinda prunes & onion
Drums: nettage
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The Whiskey Isn't
03:27
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The Whiskey Isn't
c, '20 Vlayman
I like to think I know what I'm doing
I like to think that I can handle all I get
I know deep down I might have some kinda pro'lem but
It ain' manifested very heavy yet
I'm alway careful but the
whiskey isn't
It's true
I'm alway careful but the
whiskey isn't
Whatcha gonna do
It ain't like I never wrecke a car
You kno I have you was ridin' along
But it werene't the booze hwat done me in that time
It was the shit you put in that little bong
--
And when my momma showed up at my front door with yer sister
I knowed they thougfht they wa s doin' right
So I sat 'em down, yep, I intervened right then
And we did us some drinkin' thet night
I know you know I usually know just what I'm doing
I do believe that that I can handle all I get
And if sometimes I have me a little roblem, weel
I ain't gonna let it bother me none yet.
It ain' manifested very heavy yet
Drums: nettage
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Steve Earle Said
03:15
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Steve Earle Said
c. 'Vlaman, '20 - salute to Steve Earle, thoughts to John Prine
Just give him steak and taters when he's hungry, whiskey when he's dry. pussy when he's lonely, and mebbe a little old-timereligion when her dies - Steve Earle said
Everyday life goes on, and then one day it goes on without you
And if yer lucky someody says, "Goodbye" at yer grave side
The said, "goodbye"
a little old-timereligion when her dies
pussy when he's lonely,
whiskey when he's dry
steak and taters when he's hungry,
Everyday life goes on, and then one day it goes on without you
Drums: nettage
Basses: BassVI_AmpegO_SoulFd-BA108-SM7b-Brick-160XT_VC3Q
JP90_AmpegO_SoulFd-_AshdownB0-BA108-SM7b-Brick-160XT_VC3Q
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Worse to Me
03:14
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Worse to Me
c.'19 Vlayman
You disparage, You tell stories that aren't true
You say they're about me but, They're truly about you
And they all know it. But there's nothin' they will do
I've had worse said to me by the best
Can you guess
what they said
You're momma told her, what she did would come back and haunt her
She couldn't see the way that that would come true
But she realized, after a while your momma meant you
It ain't nothin means any thing to any body in this life
'That you lied
At k\least you finally
fucking died
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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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