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OOMVEDG
03:23
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OOMVEDG
c. '15 Vlayman
Olives, onyums, mushrooms, vermout', extra dry gin
Drums: nettage
Basses: Firebird-Brick-1176
Alvarez-Brick-1176
Gtrs: Tele(Meat-OilCan-SoulVibe-AshdnOctave)-MXLv69ME-PM1000
Vox: EV664A-Brick-1176
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Christine D.
(for a college sweetheart)
c. '15 Vlayman
Inna room, with beers and bongs and music way too loud
It were a party, and we was dedicated to gettin' plowed
But you my girl, you had somethin' else on yer mind
And it was me, I guess you figured I could be kind
We was the highest, the kings of every thing we could conceive
And you was smiling, little girl you made me believe
We left that party, and you took me back into my room
And I recall with a smile, how you learned me not to leave too soon
Oh Christine, you with yer funny nose
My Christine, I always loved how you turned up yer toes
Just eighteen, and I think you was a little less
But for that summer. there ain't no doubt you was my best
Girl, we had it all, or at least just what we thought we needed
And when we was through, you said you kinda loved me and I believed ya.
Oh Christine, you with yer funny nose
My Christine, I always loved how you turned up yer toes
You was a ride, and mebbe I was that for you, too
Deep inside, if you ever told yerself the wanton truth
We was good, and then we wanted what we wanted to do
But for a while, all I was buzzed and it was all sabout you
Drums: M. Vezina
Bass: HnrB2-Brick-1176
Gtrs: Strat(wah-MemToy)-HRDX-AKG100d-ISA1
Voc: Trion8000-ISA1-VLA2
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Li'l Monster w. Grankspoine
c. '15 Vlayman
You like to throw you a good one
Ya spit and snarl and act the crazy one
You won't calm down and ya run around
And there ain't no way anybody's gonna have any fun
No nobody's gonna have
Ooooh, you little monster
I won't let ya scare me
Many peeps is frightened off
They ain't doin' what you clearly want
You won't calm down and ya run around
And there ain't no way anybody's gonna have any fun
Ooooh, you little monster
I don't let ya scare me
Doors slam and windows break
It's pretty clear your tantrum ain't fake
You won't calm down and ya run around
And there ain't no way anybody's gonna have any fun
Ooooh, you little monster
I won't let ya scare me
Ain't yer fault is what you say,
who loves their parents anyway
You won't calm down and ya run around
And there ain't no way anybody's gonna have any fun
q
Ooooh, you little monster
I won't let ya scare me
Ooooh, you little monster
I don't let ya scare me
Drums: nettage
Bass: IbzAc-brick-dbx160XT
Vox: AKGd310-Eureka
Keys, Guitars, Perussion: Grankspoine
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Finger Out
03:46
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Finger Out
c. '15 Vlayman
You are never inna hurry
Nothin' ever seems to bother you
You sit there with yer peas & curry
Ain't a duty in the world for you
It makes me, yeah, it makes me wanna shout
Get yer finger out
You act like you got nothin' to do
You ain't got a worthy thing to say
Yeah, it's written all over you, Jack
You only get wasted every day
It makes me, yeah, it makes me wanna shout
Get yer finger out
Yer momma told you, son
And it's a well known story 'round here
She say, "It's aiight to have you some fun
But yer bringin' me tears"
Drums: nettage
Basses: P(DODbassSq.)-MMhd130(Mrlbro12)-Kickball-_Brick-dbx160A(slave)
P(DODIbzPhathd.)-MMhd130(Mrlbro12)-Kickball-PM1000-dbx160A
RthmGtrs: Tele-TT-EVnd-PM1000
LdGtrs: Paul-TT-EVnd-PM1000
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I Don't Believe
03:49
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I Don't Believe
c. '15 Vlayman
I don't understand
any thing that you say
I don't understand
what you want from me
I don't believe in anything that I can't see
I don't believe in your love for me
I don't believe 3x
Can't you see
I can't comprehend
how you live your life
I can't comprehend what you want from me
I don't believe in anything that I can't see
I don't believe in your love for me
I don't believe in anything that I can't see
I don't believe in your love for me
I don't believe in anything that I can't see
I don't believe in your love for me
Drums: nettage
Vox: ADK B6-Brick-RNLA
Bass: DeanFL-Brick-dbx160XT
Gtrs: LP_SoulFood-ProJr.-E609-PM1000
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Punk (You get too)
03:55
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Punk (You get too)
You been wearin' yer Doc Martins out
It ain't been a week yet up to now
I ain't never seen you azza friend
I di'n't see you what you done there at the end
CH: You get too punk, you are too drunk
Yer mohawk's dumb
And you really ain't foolin' no one
Garlic on yer breath cuts through the scent of microbrew
Gold cross on yer chest, if I hadda bet it's what you do
CH:
Momma's little ruff boy, you act so tuff
You big and strong and and think yer fast enuff
Until I kick you in the nuts
CH
Get along li'l doggie, get on out the door
Gonna knock you down you poseur clown
you hardcore whore
CH 4x
Drums: Nettage
Bass: P-MMhd130(Mrlboro12)-Kickball-PM1000-dbx166A _Brick-bx166A(slave
P(SoulFood)-MMhd130(Mrlboro12)-Kickball-PM1000-PulteqDX
Vox: SM7b-Eureka-RNLA_Sm63L(Slave)
RthmGtrs: IbzGold(QSBII)-ProJr-#609-PM1000
LdGtrs: IbzGold(MeatJr-SoulFood)-ProJr-#609-PM1000
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Real Me
03:39
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Real Me
c. '15 Vlayman
Pretty women treat me like frogs
I kiss 'em once and then I turn into a dog
You may not believe me
But this is the real me
Makin' money is like science fiction
You get it once and it becomes a addiction
Whiskey is why I go to town
To get some more because it always goes on down
So smooth, I usually need some more
I'm always runnin' off to the store
Drums: nettage
Bass: Alvz(BassSqz-PD7-FX25-OM2)-Brick-dbx160XT
TRthmGtrs: ele(MeatJr)-QSBII)-ProJr-E609-Brick
LdGtrs: Tele(MeatJr-SoulFood)Marshall-E609-Brick-VLA2
Vox: SM7b-Brick-VLA2-Track 13.wav
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Surfer (I'm a)
03:32
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Surfer (I'm a)
c. '15 Vlayman
I set up my board, it's plenty waxed
I set up my board, and I go on the attack
I set up my board,
You should be scared
I dive right in, I start to swim
I dive right in, into yer sins
I dive right in,
You should be scared
I'm a surfer
Know just what I'm gonna do
I'm a surfer
Who's gonna hack you
Oh yeah, I'm down deep, I'm a creep, I'm a creep
Oh yeah, you shoo'nt sleep, you shoo'nt sleep
I'm a creep, I'm a creep
Drums: nettage
RthmGtr: Tele(Meat)-HRDX-AKGd1000-PM1000
LdGtr: Tele(MeatJr-SoulFood)-HRDX-AKGd1000-PM1000
Basses: DeanFL-Brick-dbx160XT
Vox: MXLv69ME-Altec1589b-1176
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Soul Food
03:26
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Soul Food
c. '15 Vayman
I need me some nourishment
or I'll persish
I'll die
Gimme some soul food
Some soul food
I need me some encouragement
or I'll persish
I'll die
Gimme some soul food
Some soul food
I need me jusdt one good huggin'
or I'll stay depressed
Unable to cry
Gimme some soul food
Some soul food
I need me some red-hot lovin'
Now get undressed
And be mine
Gimme some soul food
Some soul food
Drums: nettage
RthmGtrs: LP_SoulFood-ProJr-E609-PM1000
Bass: P-Brick-dbx160XT
Vox: ADK A6-PM1000-RNLA
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10. |
Done 4
04:21
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Done 4
c. '15 Vlayman
I know I'm your creature but I never figured you wouldn't let go
But they always told me this is the way it is as they've always known
You bring us here and you say we must do as you bid
The way it is, my dear, there's no chance to debate or even beg
So soon done for, What was I begun for? 3x
And now I hear you scratchin'
Scratchin' at my door
You the one who brought me to life, you created me as you wanted me to be
Sharper than the edge of a razor knife and able to follow you faithlessly
You asked and demanded and it made no dif'rence
I always done as you bid
I'm your creature, just half a man and there's no chance to debate or even beg
(It does no good)
Drums: nettage
Bass: Alvz-Brick-1176
Vox: Sputnik-UA110-RNLA
Gtrs: Tele-VT60-AKGd1000e-PM1000
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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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