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Same to Me
c. '17 Vlayman
She didn't ask for none o' that
She didn't ask for nothin' at all
But you could tell she had some expectations
If you was on the ball
I wasn't on nothin' 'cept a a misery trip
She wasn't nothin' I was gonna accept
But she got in and she got off
She wouldn't get out and that was good enough
good enough
good enough
It's all the same to me
Can't you see
It's all the same to me
Now put her outta my misery
She was good-lookin' inna dirty way
She wasn't my type and I ain't proud to say
Dirty and good lookin' ain't low enough
I like 'em ugly like they been dragged thru the mud
She wasn't nothin' I was gonna accept
I wasn't on nothin' 'cept a a misery trip
But she got in and she got off
She wouldn't get out and that was good enough
JimC Dr: TD11
Voc: ADKa6-VC1Q
Tom: Tele_Brd_TT-Shure535-ISA1(pad)_
TomTele-SB-UA110
Grankspoine: Synth, RthmGtr, Horns
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The Lysol Man
03:12
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The Lysol Man
c. '18 Vlayman
Do they know just what you been doin'?
Do they know it's them you been foolin'?
Do they know how much you been paid
Do they know how just how you get laid?
Hey, yeah, let us give you a hand
Hey yeah,you think we're yers to command
Oh yeah, ain't life just grand
When yer the Lysol Man? Ly-sol man
When the feds come and knock at yer door
Will you tell them yer just so broke-dick poor? Ly-sol man
When the papers done had the say
Will you smile as the judge puts you away?
Hey, yeah, you let us give you a hand
Hey yeah,you thoughty we wereyers to command
Oh yeah, weren't life just grand
When you was the Lysol Man? Ly-sol man
JimC Dr: TD11
Voc: Luna-VC1Q
Bass: Hnr Ba2
Tom: Tele_Brd-ProJr-EVpl5-ISA1_SB23L-UA710_
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R.F.A. w/ Grankspoine
03:59
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RFA
c. '17 Vlayman
There iszza way yer supposed to do things, Ain' Make no sense to do it backwards or not
The reason is somethings just gotta be done
Whether you like it or not
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It's just somethings gotta be done
Whether you like it or not
CH: Ready, fire, Aim
I know you don't wannna hear about it
You ain't wanna hear nothin' you ain' think you never bought
But somethings just gotta be done the right way
Whether you like it or not
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Somethings just gotta be done the right way
Whether you like it or not
CH: Ready, fire, Aim
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Whether you like it or not
Whether you like it or not
CH: Ready, fire, Aim
CH: Ready, fire, Aim
JimC Dr: TD11
Voc: SennMk4-VC1Q
Bass: DI
TomLeadGtr: Tele DI
Grankspoine: Synth, RthmGtr, Horns
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My Best Guess
04:11
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My Best Guess
c. '17 Vlayman
I have long felt
that you might have the secret
to my happiness
I hope you do
I hope you do
I hope you do-o-o
This is
my
evaluation
This is
in my
estimation
I have long felt
that you might have the secret
I have long felt
that you might have the secret
This is
my
evaluation
This is
in my
estimation
I have long felt
that you might have the secret
to my happiness
I hope you do
I hope you do
I hope you do-o-
This is
my
evaluation
This is
in my
estimation
My best guess
I confess
I don't really know
but I'm hopeful
JimC Dr: TD11
Vox: Luna-VC1Q
Bass: DI
Tom: Tele_Brd_TT-Shure535-ISA1(pad)_
TomTele-SB-UA110
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Closing Time (Right Around)
c. '18 Vlayman
If I keep on drinkin', mebbe I'll go blind
If I keep on drinkin', mebbe I'll go blind
That could be good
Right around closing time
Gonna start a fire
Right around closing time
Make things brighter
Right around closing time
If I keep on thinkin'. mebbe I'll getta good lie
If I keep on thinkin'. mebbe I'll getta good lie
That could be good
Right around closing time
Gonna start a fire
Right around closing time
I ain't no liar
Right around closing time
I'm always careful, the whiskey keeps me in line
I'm always careful, the whiskey keeps me in line
I could be good
Right up until closing time
If ya wanna love me love me, baby showme a sign
If ya wanna love me love me, baby throw me a sign
That could be good
Right around closing time
Gonna start a fire
Right around closing time
We gonna get higher
Right around closing time
I woke up
stil not dead today
I woke up
JimC Dr: TD11
Voc: SennMk4-VC1Q
Bass: Frnds_HotTube_ProkLoin_Meatbox-BA108-PV520I-Brick-160XT
TomGtr: SX1thinline-Soul_Honey-ProJr-Sndstar-ISA1
MickGtr: G&L f100-Soul_Honey-ProJr-Sndstar-ISA1
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6. |
Better Days (I seen)
03:50
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Better Days (I Seen)
c. '18 Vlayman
Smoke rising in the sky
Old women cry and young men die
The air ain't fit to breath
You cannot see, I cannot see
In the haze
Or through your ways
Memory fades
I seen better days
All the rivers have run dry
The oceans are not alive
It ain't matter what you want to believe
You cannot see, I cannot see
In the haze
Or through your ways
Memories fades
I seen better days55
JimC Dr: TD11
Bass: Frndz_Rat_BA108-PV520i-Brick-160XY
Voc: NOSr2 Rbn-VC1Q
TomTele_Brd-ProJr-EVpl5-ISA1_SB23L-UA710_
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Bomp Bomp Hoo
03:42
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Bomp Bomp Bomp Hoo
c. '18 Vlayman
I know you think you got the best of me
Somehow it felt like you was testin' me
I knowed that you would think you got me figgered out
I could tell when ya tried like hell to get me likkered up
Bomp Bomp Bomp Hoo
This really ain't the way I like to do things
I almost never hit on the ones with the wedding rings (like you)
But you was the one that come up to make the first move
I could tell when ya tried like hell to jes' be so smoove (like the groove 44)
Bomp Bomp Bomp Hoo
Ain't nobuddy woulda blamed you had you pull up short
Ain't nobuddy ever gonna see me in no dee-vorce court
It wasn't fair that you went to there and then you didn't stop
I could tell when ya tried like hell to climb back on top
Bomp Bomp Bomp Hoo
JimC Dr: TD11
Voc:BeyerM500-VC1Q
Bass: Frnds_Rt66_BA108-PV5201-Brick-160XT_VC3Q
MickGtr: G&Lf100-Slammi-Rt66_IbzAutoWha-NiteTran-609-UA110
TomGtr: SX1thinline-Soul_Honey-ProJr-Sndstar-ISA1
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Chicago State of Mind
05:00
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State of Mind (Chicago)
c. '18 Vlayman
In Billings, Montana they get a little snow
In Anchorage, Alaska they get a whole lot more
Don't think I'd like freezin' my ass off up there
Tho' I reckon it's no better doin' that right here
I'm wastin' my time
livin' like this
I'm wastin' my time
Always inna Chicago state of mind
In Dallas, Texas they say you roast yer nuts off -7, they say you roast yer guts
Don't think I'd like sweatin' my ass off down there
Tho' I reckon it's no better doin' that right here
In Seattle, Washington they never get no sun
And LA, California gets forest fires and mud
Don't think I'd like gettin' my ass beat over there
Tho' I reckon it's no better gettin' it shot off right here
Chi-town is as Chi-town does
we ain't the Apple or the City of Brotherly Love
But you can get just as high here as anywhere around
Yeah right here in Chi-town
JimC Dr: TD11
Bass: Frnds_HotTube_ProkLoin_Meatbox-BA108-PV520I-Brick-160XT
Voc: Beyer M500-VC1Q; SennMk4-VC1Q
TomGtr RtSX1thinline-Soul_Honey-ProJr-Sndstar-ISA1
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What Do the Women
03:55
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WDTW
c. '17 Vlayman
What do the women in yer life make,
do they make a lotta dough?
What do the women in yer life make,
Do they make ya get up and go?
What do the women in yer life take,
Do they make ya take yer time
What do the women in yer life fake,
Do they fake it just like mine?
What do the women in yer life bake
Do they bake ya cookies and pie?
What do the women in yer life relate,
Do they give ya troof or mostly lies?
JimC Dr: TD11
Bass: DI
Voc: Beta58-VC1Q
Tom: Tele_Brd_TT-Shure535-ISA1(pad)_SB23L-UA110
BV's: (Mick & Tom) NOS R2-VC1Q
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Sompin' Fast
05:36
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Sompin' Fast
c. '18 Vlayman
1. Been a revolution happenin' somewhere round here
Part of the evolution of the sounds that we hear
There ain't no solution, and no use cryin' in yer beer
It ain't gonna be that bad, not as sad as you fear
2. It ain't all about the egos, and it might involve some blood
But havin' to go where we go, is doin' what we should,
And turnin' up with that old stuff, ain't gonna be no answer
Time to turn that shit off, it's gettin' to be a cancer
Been a day-glow aura hoverin' round yer little head
Inna meantime all the enemies we made truly wish us dead
It ain't about what happen to the little ones
for them
It's only about the numbers, the sums and winnin', winnin' winnin'
1.
Gimme sompin' fast, and do it quickly
Gimme sompin' quick, and do it swiftly
Baby you ain't know, so I forgive ya
Now gimme sompin' fast, before it kills me
Gimme sompin' fast, before it kills me 2x
JimC Dr: TD11
Voc: Luna-VC1Q
Piamo: YamaPS380-ART TPS
Bass: DI-SA filter
Mick Gtr: RTF56-Brd-E609-NightTrain
Tom Gtr: Tele_Brd_TT-Shure535-ISA1(pad)_
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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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I'm onnit, too.
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