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14 Foot 10
03:10
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14 Foot 10
c. '20 Vlayman
Was a man many called a friend
a leader and a symbol, the kind we need again
and he was famous, but humble, too
John Lewis knew what we have to do
Now Sheriff Clarke, he's part of the tale
Down there in Selma, where they hadda jail
For guys like John Lewis, and the women, too
John Lewis knew what we have to do
CH:
On the wall he was 5'5
but he lived bigger, wider, and taller, too
And on this earth when he was alive
he was at least 14'10", much taller than me and you
Bridge:
He started with the chickens, gave 'em some good learnin'
when he was done his entire life was our sermon
The boy from Troy become a congressman
His principles made him not attend, the last inaugaration
A library card was an early desire
Put him on the bridge, put him in the fire
Put him into congress, kept him in the news
John Lewis knew what we have to do
And he made good trouble, to get the Voting Rights Act
And he made good trouble for us, we need to make some back
And he love to dance, BTW, and did it pretty good, too
John Lewis knew what we have to do
CH:
On the wall he was 5'5
he made lotsa good trouble in his life
And in effect, he is at least 14'10",
we may not see his like again
CH:
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He was so much taller than me and you
John Lewis knew what we have to do
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The Devil's Dance
03:38
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The Devil's Dance
c. '20 Vlayman
tis true I perish, yet I perish great
with a gun in my hand, mebbe a home-made grenade
It takes courage to live, there's none in my eyes
It takes strength to live, me, I'm gonna die
gonna die on this mountain, die on these steps
I don't really give a fuck, what happens next
Gonna take you with me, if I get the chance
Lookin' all bad-ass, me, doin' the devils dance
And i wear a face-mask sure, these is the times
gotta grinnin' skull face with a clown nose over mine
Gotta long gun and plate vest, ready to assault
I'm doin' the devils dance in this here death cult
and i ain' a leader and damn sure no anarchist,
I ain' a commie neither, no left-wing nihilist
But I'll take you with me, if I get the chance
Lookin' all bad-ass, me, doin' the devils dance
So if ya see me comin', mebbe you wanna run
'til the real po-po gets a clue, with their badges and their guns
it ain't the other side, good people as might be
deserves the nasty endin' I got comin' to me
Gonna take you with me, if I get the chance
Lookin' all bad-ass, me, doin' the devils dance
Gonna take you with me, if I get the chance
Lookin' all bad-ass, me, doin' the devils dance
Gonna take you with me, if I get the chance
Lookin' all bad-ass, me, doin' the devils dance
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Analgesic Cocktails
05:03
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Analgesic Cocktails
c.' 20 Vlayman
we all in pain, - every one of us
Like the song says, we have - issues of love and trust
and it gets me down, yeah - hearin' the tall tales
I need me some more analgesic cocktails
some of us is bored, - some under great stress
don' know if we can work, where rent comes from got no real money but everything's on sale
I need me some more analgesic cocktails
some of us is dyin', they say it was unforseen
They say they ain't to blame, but we know where they been
They called the horse, with the rider pale
I need me some more analgesic cocktails
Bridge:
Well, I need me some more analgesic cocktails
Probably best if first I get me a little rest
But I can't just sit here chewin' nails
I need me some more analgesic cocktails
So now we're broke, and locked-down, be-masked, puzzled and scared
We'd like to take it to 'em, but who and what and where?Some of wanna find 'em, run 'em out onna rail
Me, I need me some more analgesic cocktails
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4. |
Sisyphus Says
04:09
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Sisyphus Says
c. '20 Vlayman
Sisyphus says we gotta try and try again
It's a thing, you know
try again
Sisyphus says we gotta tote that barge and lift that bail
Endure the jail
You put us in
Sisyphus says when Corinth was Ephyra
He never woulda feared ya
But now he truly does
Sisyphus says, our labor all is futile
where you come from has Hades
located up above
Sisyphus says he sprung from the loins of Aeolus
The womb of Enarete
conceived in winter rain
Sisyphus says he thinks you came from the spill
of Narcissus
when he ignored Echo
You cause only pain
Sisyphus says that if he embodies hubris
You embody arrogance,
and ignorance and fear
Sisyphus says that if he brings pride and frustration
You bring nothing to the table
except for others' tears
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Set Yourself on Fire
03:25
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Set Yourself on Fire
c. '20 Vlayman
Ya like 'em young, you say
tho' not as young as some, you say
but they can be decades behind
and you like 'em dumb, you say
a little hungry every day, you say
And payin' 'em off down the line
Yeah man we knew about you
How you always been a buyer
Now you just can't keep you
From settin' yerself on fire
And there's that magazine, you know
gloss pages in between, you know
filled with yer myths
And they bought you off, you know
when they paid 'em off, you know
Coverin' up yer bullshit
Yeah man we knew about you
How you always been a liar
Now you just can't keep you
From settin' yerself on fire
Your sheer incompetence, we see
Proves your impotence, we see
you can' be trusted to do the right thing
Your venality, we see
Your blood-sucking greed, we see
You're the worse has ever been
Yeah man we knew about you
How you always been a cryer
Now you just can't keep you
From settin' yerself on fire
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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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