1. |
Always Ready
03:17
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Always Ready
c. '20 Vlayman
I'm always ready to do the simple thing
I'm always ready to break and fuck things up
I have a talent for fighting out the ring
I'm always ready to do the simple thing
I'm always ready to get your suggestion
I'm always ready to break and fuck things up
I'm always ready to destroy ever'thing
I'm always ready to get your suggestion
I'm always ready,
Ain't that heavy?
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready to make a big o' mess
I'm always ready to fuck and break things up
I have a need to answer with a guess
I'm always ready to make a big o' mess
I'm always ready,
Ain't that heavy?
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
BRIDGE
I'm always ready to drink and drug all night
I'm always ready to break and fuck things up
I have a habit of sucker-punchin' in a fight
I'm always ready to drink and drug all night
I'm always ready,
Ain't that heavy?
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready,
Ain't that heavy?
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
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2. |
Tread on Yer Rights
03:19
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Tread on Yer Rights
c. '20 Vlayman
Gotta long gun, yeah
You gotta have you a big one
Gotta offensive flag,
Call ever'one a ...
Gotta bandoleer
And a head full of fear
Gotta surplus truck
You don' give a ...
Yer momma wants to join in
It's about to begin
She's a real hotsy
She a real ...
I see yer bro standin' still
He all loaded up on pills
His chamber is filled
He only wants to ...
That yer girlfriend there?
The one with the greasy hair?
Her big ol' bellly tattoo'd bare
with a thousand yard ...
And yer preacher that ya know
He say time to get up and go
He from Kokomo
Got him 20 ...
An' yer favorite President
Hes fuckin' crazy evident
Makes ever' sensible one cry
Don' care if you ...
Can't tread on your right How you see it
Won't try and stop ya from bein' a idjit
A Fuckin idjit
Tread on yer rights
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3. |
I Don't Mind
03:54
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I Don't Mind
c. '20 Vlayman
Hey, hey mama won't ya try me sometime
I said, hey, hey girl, Won't ya take me in
No, you know, momma, I don't mind it when yer cryin'
Hey, hey mama, I don't mind
Hey, hey mama won't ya try me sometime
I said, hey, hey girl, Won't ya gimme a smile
Woah-ho baby, I don't care if you wanna be unkind
Hey, hey mama, I don't mind
Hey, hey mama won't ya try me sometime
I said, hey, hey girl, Won't ya look my way
That's right honey, I'll stay within yer lines
Hey, hey mama, I don't mind
Hey, hey mama won't ya try me sometime
I said, hey, hey girl, Won't ya gi' me a try
Woah-ho baby, I don't care if you shout and cry, lie down and cry
Hey, hey mama, I don't mind
Hey, hey mama won't ya try me sometime
I said, hey, hey girl, Won't ya let me try
that's all right, baby, I don't care if say goodbye
Hey, hey mama, I don't mind
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4. |
The Un-Masked Ball
04:47
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Un-Masked Ball
c. '20 Vlayman
Hey, ever'body c'mon down, c'mon down
We goin' partyin', yeah out on the town
We goin' partyin', makin' joyful sounds
Hey, ever'body, c'mon over here
We got ever'thang you need, ain't no need to fear
We goin' partyin', drinka buncha beer
Hey, ever'body, c'mon along
Bring you yer guitar, you can sing along
Yeah, bring you yer guitar, sing yer own death song
CH
Ain't that say it all
Can'cha hear the call
To the un-Masked Ball?
Hey, ever'body c'mon down, c'mon down
We gonna try and catch, what's been goin' 'round
We goin' partyin', get us some crown
Hey, ever'body, c'mon over here
We got what you need, it's pretty ckear
We goin' partyin', drinka buncha tears
Hey, ever'body, c'mon along
Bring you yer guitar, a roach, a pipe , a bong
Yeah, bring you yer guitar, sing us our death song
CH 2x
Ain't that say it all
Can'cha hear the call
To the un-Masked Ball?
Bridge: V at half-time
He man wanna buy some Hydrochloroquin
Take a Z-pack and get the faster
Yeah inject some bleach
ansd stick a UV light up yer ass
Hey, ever'body c'mon down, c'mon down
We goin' partyin', let the hammer down
We goin' partyin', onna cylinder with just one round
Ain't that say it all
Can'cha hear the call
To the un-Masked Ball?
To the unmasked ball
we're goin to the unmasked ball
bring yer guitar along and sing
yer death song
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5. |
AR-15
03:30
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AR-15
c. '20 Vlayman
Get up this mornin put on my fatigues
Put on my Hawiian shirt
don' worry 'bout no breifs
I got my runnin shoes in case I hafta leave
And I got my AR15
Get into my pickup truck
Goin' up the road
Pick up my posse first
They're a heavy load
And I got my AR15
They got the guns and ammo
We gonna be a show
Break into the capitol
Let ever'body know
CH:
C19 don' scare me
I have a AR15
It comes anywhere near me
I'll blow it to smithereens
So there's this governor, reminds me of my ma
I hate 'em both, along with my grandpa
Don' care if the die of covid long as I can go to the bar
C19 don' scare me none
I have a AR15 gun
It comes anywhere near me
I'll blow it to smithereens
And I got my AR15
To me it means everything
I got my AR15
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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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