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Bigger
03:36
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Bigger
c.' 18 Vlayman
Ain' no mystery with ever'thang I eat
I'm gettin' fatter from my head down to my feets
There's a story behind ever'thang I do
Yeah, there's a story and now I'm gonna tell it to yooze
I'm gettin' bigger
My belly's huge and my ego's bigger
When I get the blues I need ever'thang done a li'l quicker
I'm gettin' bigger
There ain' no mystery, there ain' no sin
If ya know yer hist'ry you know I'm gonna do it again and ag'in
I'm gettin' bigger
SOLO
This is the story of my life
I ain' care if you like it
I'm gonna get me ever'thang soon
I''m gonna take up the who le damn room
I'm gettin' bigger
Drums: nettage
Bass: HnrSlvr_Comp66_Boneshaker_-BA108-Brick-160XT_VC3Q
Vox: GenesisFET-Eureka
Gtrs: FrndsRed_MeatJr_CE3-T2-MC2
Paul_Muf_BoxRck_MemToy-T2-MC2
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Dumpster Fire
04:47
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Dumpster Fire
c. '18 Vlayman
A conflagration has come to alla us
It's a defenestration of all we used to trust
There ain't a arbitrator of fairness anywhere to be heard
There ain't a lesson without a spin anywhere to be learned
And when I think on back to the days what used to be
I get all nostalgic for when you could talk to me
Without the table pounding and the anger on yer face
And the epiphany I came to that I don't much like this place
I hope I'm wrong and time proves me a liar
This is a dumpster fire
This ain't no armageddon and we ain't all gonna burn just yet
Altho' the way some are draggin' us I admit that's a concern and yet
The hope I wanna have and the hope I wanna feel slowly slumps and bleeds out under the weight of what is real
I hope I'm wrong and time proves me a liar
This is a dumpster fire
And when I think on back to the days what used to be
I get all nostalgic for when you could talk to me
Without the table pounding and the anger on yer face
And the epiphany I came to that I don't much like this place
I hope I'm wrong and time proves me a liar
This is a dumpster fire
Drums: nettage
Bass: HnrSlvr_Brd_BA108-PV520i-Brick-160XT_VC3Q
Vox: GenesisFET-Eureka
Gtrs:FrndzRed_MeatJr-T2-MC2
Paul+Muff_Efilter_Grail-T2-MC2
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What I Seen
03:31
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What I Seen
c. '18 Vlayman
My balls is swollen
I can't hardly blink
My balls be itchy
More red than pink
I cain't believe
What I seen
There's things out there
Make me a-scared
There's things out there
You gots to beware
There's things what make me
Feel the fright
They wanna take me, and you
Back into the night
I cain't believe
What I seen
I cain't believe
What I seen
Ain' no such things as vampyres
Ain' even no succubus
But I cain' 'splain
What's comin' for us
I cain't believe
What I seen
I cain't believe
What I used to believe
Drums: nettage
Vox: GenesisFET-Eureka
Gtrs: FrndzRed_BoxRockl_Flanger-T2-MC2
FrndzRed_BoxRockMemToy-T2-MC2
Bass: HnrSlvr_BBEopto-BA108-PV520i-Brick-160XT_VC3Q
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Crazy Town
03:37
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Crazy Town
c. '18 Vlayman
We're in Crazy Town
Ain' no way you cain't see what's goin' down
We're in Crazy Town
Ain' no way you cain't see what's goin' down
Is there? Is there?
We're in Crazy Town
What comes upon us been bringin' us down
We're in Crazy Town
What comes upon us been bringin' us down
Crazy Town
We're in Crazy Town
With all the shites been goin' round
We're in Crazy Town
And all the shites been goin' round and round and round
Been goin' round, goin' down
Drums: nettage
Bass: HnrSlvr_BBEopto-BA108-PV520i-Brick-160XT_VC3Q
Vox: ; Senn Mk 4-Eureka; GenesisFET-Eureka
Gtrs: Paul_BoxRck_MemToy-T2-MC2
Frnds_SprFuzz_BoxRck_-T2-MC2
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El Caucho
04:37
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El Caucho
c. '18 Vlayman
It's time to get it all cleaned up
it's time to paint it spick and span
It's time to un-fuck the fuck ed-up
Doya hear me man?
Call el caucho
At the end of the day, athe end of the night
We gonna gett paid for winnin' the fight
But we ain' over, no, it ain' done
'til there ain't a trace of how we won
Call el caucho
He'll know
The women will be cryin' when they finally learn
Why they esposas ain' come home
How them went and them got burned
And now them wimme, will be all alone
Send el caucho
The blood was spilled, all over the walls
And now it's time for the cleaner to be called
Gonna hafta scrap e the balls and guts up off the floor
Make it all go away, and don' forgot to lock the door
Drums: nettage
Bass: HnrSlvr_Comp66_Rat_-BA108-Brick-160XT
HnrSlvr_Comp66_Rat_Boneshaker-BA108-Brick-160XT
Vox: Genesis FET-Eureka
Gtrs: Paul_BoxRck_Grail_Grail-T2-MC2
FrndzRed_Muff_SupeFuzz_BoxRockl-T2-MC2
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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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