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She's Gotta
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She's Gotta
c. '18 Vlayman
Wo-ho-oh yeah 3x
Here comes my baby, here she comes
Here comes my baby, she's kinda dumb
She's my baby, she drives me crazy, here she comes
She's my baby, and I gotta run
Here comes my girly, my girly dream
She's my girly, my girly cream
She's my baby, she drives me crazy, here she comes
She's my baby, and I gotta run
She's my baby, here she comes
She's my baby, here she comes
She's my baby, she's so much fun
She's my baby, and I gotta run
Solo
Here comes my lady, here she comes
Here comes my lady, I gots t' run
She's my baby, she drives me crazy, here she comes
She's my baby, and she's gotta gun
she's gotta gun
she's gotta gun
gun gun gun
Drums: JimC TD12
Vox: EV RE10-VC1Q
Bass: Frnds_Boneshaker_-BA108-EV609-Brick-160_VC3Q
Gtrs: LP_Board_TT-SprLx-UA110_SB23L-CatPipe-ISA1
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Sweet (I Don't Like It)
04:31
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Sweet (I Don't Like It)
c. '18 Vlayman
I don't like anything sweet
I like everything I eat to be sour
It makes me feel complete
It fills me up with power
To be fightin' all the time
Tryna keep it all down
I can't swallow all that much
And then I gotta bring it up
I don't like it sweet
I don't like my liquor sweet
I like everything I drink to be sour
It keeps me from being beat
It fills me up with the power
To keep fightin' all the time
Tryna put 'em all down
I can't take too much
And then I gotta get rough
I don't like my women sweet
I like to find the ones is sour
I make 'em feel complete
I like to share the3 power
Drums: JimC TD12
Bass: BadRicky_T21Cal_VTB1_Brick-160.wav
Vox: SM58-VC1Q
Gtrs: LP_Board_TT-SprLx-UA110_SB23L-CatPipe-ISA1
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Absinthe Hour
c. '19 Vlayman
It's an acquired taste, that flavor of life
It takes off the edge from the coming of the knife
With yer Licorice and flowers, yeah, it goes right to your head
Hemingway and Joyce and Baudelaire are dead
It's true, y'know we all
live inna tower
Only to be brought back to earth in the
Absinthe hour
It's an acquired taste, that you have to have loved to like
Well, it's heaven and hell, and it don't make nothin at all all right
Psychoactive and hallucinegenic, it goes right to your head
Verlaine and Rimbaud and Toulouse-Lautrec are dead
Add a little water
taste the spice
It takes off the edge from the coming of the knife
Modigliani, Picasso, Van Goh, Byron, Satie, Crowley and Wilde and Proust and Poe are dead
Drums, Gtrs, Piano: Silversmith
Bass: HnrB2_BBEopto-Brick-160XT
Vox: SennMk4-VC1Q-RNLA
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Between Sorrow & Goodbye (The Place)
c. '18 Vlayman
I left you there
I left you at that cross roads
Before it got old
In the place between sorrow & goodbye
I walked away
I walked away from your cryin' eyes
Your practiced lies
In the place between sorrow & goodbye
You stood still
You threw your gold
My heart was cold
In the place between sorrow & goodbye
The sun fell down
It fell right from the sky
The children cried
In the place between sorrow & goodbye
Drums: JimC TD12
Bass: HohnerB2
Vox: EVre10-VC1Q
Keys: Korg A.61 octDown Prog1
Tambo: AKGd310-VC1Q-1176
Gtrs: LP_Board_TT-SprLx-UA110_SB23L-CatPipe-ISA1
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Lying There (Look At You)
c. '18 Vlayman
They told us a story that they wanted us to believe
we thought it couldn't be that bad
And tho' there were some was saying they was gonna leave
Ain't no one was really all that glad
All a surprise yer victory
And that's what worries us, it scares me
Now all we can do is stop and stand and stare/ And look at you lying there
They said yu was gonna do better you was gonna grow
It would become a thing that you could grow into
You was gonna show us, gonna show the world
It would be a job that you would grow into
It would become a thing that you would show us you can do
Just like learnin' to tell the truth
Now all we can do is stop and stand and stare/ And look at you lying there 2x
And now we have given up you beat us into the ground
The biggest, the best ,the greatest,44 they won't come around
The worst, the dumb, the crooked, they won't stick around
And now old man, yer goin' down
And now old man, yer goin' down
Now all we can do is stop and stand and stare
And look at you lying there
And look at you lying there 2x
Drums: nettage
Bass: Frnds_Boneshake_BA108-PV520-Brick-160
Vox: EV RE10-VC1Q
Gtrs: LP_Board_TT-SprLx-UA110_SB23L-ISA1
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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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