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In for a Penny
03:42
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In for a Penny
c. '20 Vlayman
We hear ya talkin' all that bullshit
It's pretty clear to us you decided to commit
You bought the red hat even if yer too afraid to wear it
You chose yer fate
In for a penny, in for a pound
I gotta ask ya son, how's that workin' out?
We see the way you wanna look at it
You feel you know more than just the little bit
You bit off of their dangerous bullshitYou like the taste
In for a penny, in for a pound
I gotta ask ya son, how's that workin' out?
We heard the reasoning and we knew it wron
You heard the bullshit and it became yer favorite song
It's pretty clear that you decided to go along
Such a waste
In for a penny, in for a pound
I gotta ask ya son, how's that workin' out?
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Wreck'er
02:48
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Wreck Her
c. '20 Vlayman
She's like a new car, got that knew car smell
And you just know the first dent you give her
Will make you feel like hell
She's like some shiny shoes, got that new leather smell
And you just know the first scuff you give her
Will make you feel like hell
Bra-a-and spankin' new
To you
First you checked her
next you'll wreck her
She's like that fine scotch, got that smokey smell
You just know that crackin' the seal
Will make you feel like hell
She's like that vintage guitar, got that mojo smell
And you just know the first scratch you give her
Will make you feel like hell
Bra-a-and spankin' new
To you
First you checked her
next you'll wreck her
Bridge Verse
She's like that first love, got that delicate mell
and you just know when you break her heart
Will make you feel like hell
Bra-a-and spankin' new
To you
First you checked her
next you'll wreck her
And you'll feel like hell
But at least you'll feel sompin'
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3. |
Paranoid, Boy
04:12
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Paranoid, Boy
c. '20 Vlayman
I can hear you talk a minute, see what yer about
If you talk softly, yeah, or start up with a shout
If yer Ok to stay or mebbe need to be taken out
I can hear you talk a minute, see what yer about
I can look you up and down, see just who you are
If you get up too close, if yer standin' back too far,
If yer Ok to stay or mebbe need you some new scars
I can look you up and down, see just who you are
CH:
No, I ain't paranoid,
boy I know trouble when it's
near Do not make me annoyed I truly do not
fear the bullshit that you
bring It's why yer leavin' here
No, I ain't paranoid,
boy
I can smell'em comin' for miles, there upon the wind
I can tell just what they are, if they rot within
I know if they're Ok to stay or need to leave again
I can smell'em comin' for miles, there upon the wind
CH:
No, I ain't paranoid,
boy I know trouble when it's
near Do not make me annoyed I truly do not
fear the bullshit that you
bring It's why yer leavin' here
No, I ain't paranoid,
boy
CH:
No, I ain't paranoid, girl
Bridge:
Yeah,I can feel a a spidey thing, right when they arrive
It's a learned talent, helps us to survive
I'm sure if they can go or stay, if they'll even leave alive
Yeah,I can feel a a spidey thing, right when they arrive
In for a penny, in for a pound
I gotta ask ya son, how's that workin' out?
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Gonna Rock-n-Roll
03:55
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Gonna Rock-n-Roll
c. '20 Vlayman
So in the late winter just when things was comin' up
You was told you better take a look at somethin'
And as the winter ended you was told what's up
But you was sure them things was really nothin'
And as the winter ended you didn't try to adjust
You just kept on saying alla the same nothin's
And as came the sad spring and them things kept comin' up
You just kept on saying alla things was really nothin'
Oh, oh, you say you know
were gonna rock and roll
And we entered the sad spring and the numbers keep piling up
You was told you better take a look at doin' somethin'
And with spring about to end the bodies are pilin' up
But you was so sure them things was really nothin'
Oh, oh, you say you know
were gonna rock and roll
And with spring about to end you say we gotta open up
You just keep on saying the same things
And by the end of the fuckin' year when the bodies are still piling up
No one at all will think anything but yer nothin'
STOP
good
STOP
Oh, oh, you say you know
were gonna rock and roll
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5. |
The Impossible
04:13
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The Impossible
c. '20 Vlayman
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I went through so many
Lined 'em up and knocked 'em down
In the land of Good and Plenty
Not many stuck around
CH:
Takes some time, doin' the impossible
But I got it done
Takes some time finding the incredible
But I found me one
2
And I passed on so many
I could look and see the faults
I didn't have to handle 'em
I could just see it all
2
Yeah I dropped so many
They mebbe started out OK
But I could end it real soon
Just up and walk away
CH: 2x
Takes some time, doin' the impossible
But I got it done
Takes some time finding the incredible
But I found me one
Bridge verse
Then I found a possible
Stayed around for a while
It wasn't quite just what I wanted
But still could make me smile
But after that I burned out
Just couldn't take no more
I just hadda leave it
Yeah, I closed that door
CH:
Takes some time, doin' the impossible
But I got it done
Takes some time finding the incredible
But I found me one
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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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