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Fix That
03:10
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Fix That
c. '14 Vlayman
I see what you been writing there
All bout what's behind the stairs
The things that tend to give you a fright
Keep you drunk and up at night
I'm real glad you asked me over
Your the only other one I know what knows her
The the things she's done she don't get no easier
And I know you don't believe her either
It ain't no trick 3x
Lemme fix that forya
I hadda laugh to read your description
Everybody's just gonna believe its fiction
How she likes to use the friction
How she feeds alla our addictions
Drums: Nettage
Bass": Alvz-VC3q
Vox: 8-Ball_Eureka
Gtrs: Tele-Marshall-E609-ISA1-RNLA_SB23L-Eureka
Keys: S03-47-ARTtps-MC2
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GASAY_Geronimo Cowboys
03:20
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GASAY
c. '14 Geronimo Cowboys
I don't feel bad and I don't feel good,
I don't feel sad and I don't know if I should
Give a shit about you baby
I don't feel sad and I'm not sure that's good
I'm feelin' kinda mad cause I really thought I would
Give a shit about you baby
What can I say
What can I do
I really thought
I really ought to
Give a shit about you baby
I don't feel mad but I ain't sure that's good
I'm really kinda sad but there's no way that I could
Give a shit about you baby
Drums: Vezina
Gtrs: M. Cline
Bass & Vox: Vlayman
Bass: Alvz-Brick-dbx160XT(pad)
Vox: CAD M9- ISA1-RNC
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I'm Buyin'_w_Grankspoine
04:34
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I'm Buyin'
c. '14 Vlayman
On the street you gotta certain reputation
For being sweet meat and if that ain't yer intention, well,
We oughta meet, anyway so I can say It ain' true
What they say about you
On the street you gotta certain reputation
For being sweet meat
I'm intrigued
It's time for you to stop crying and
It's time for me to stop sighing
Cuz what ever it is yer givin' away
I'm buying all of it
I'm buyin'
It's time for you to stop lieing and
It's time for me to stop my whining
Cuz what ever it is yer givin' away
I'm buying all of it
I'm buyin'
Well, in the ghetto, they say they don't wanna know
How you go, they claim to be afraid
And if that ain't made me curious, yer mama furious
Yer old man delerious
Well, I wanna find ya, I'm callin' out
Hey mama gimme a shout
learn me what it's all about
When I go uptown, because you know I get around
the only sound I hear is how yer doing down and it's because they fear ya
Goin' down and the sounds they make and the secrets that you take
I'm curious
I'm intrigued
Drums: Nettage
Bass: Alvz-Marlboro-PVM520I-ISA1-1176_dbx160XT.wav
Vox: Solaris-ISA1-1176
Keys, Guitars, SFX: Grankspoine
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4. |
In My Dreams
04:10
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In My Dreams
c. '14 Vlayman
Aaah my life, it's a, a beautiful thing
And I wanna lick yore belly ring
Take your lips between my teeth
Steal your heart, girl, yeah be it's thief
Feel me now girl
Hear me scream
Roll me over
In my dreams
Been a long time, since jelly roll
Such a sad time that I hadda spend alone
But now I'm back, girl, and in the black
Yeah, now I'm back, girl,it's a goddamn fact
So good to see you, makes me wanna stay
So good to be you when you do it all my way
Now hear my promise to you, what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna do it all for you, I'm lieing true
Drums: Nettage
Bass: P-Brick-dbx160XT
LdVoc: MXLv77-Eureka
BV: GT Convert-Eureka
Gts: Wildkat-RickM8E-SB23L-UA110
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Lady Blue
c. '14 Geronimo Cowboys
It don't matter any more what you think of me
It don't matter any more but will you drink with me
Ah, so I can pour my heart out to you,
pour my heart out to you, pour my heart out to you
Lady Blue
oh, lady blue
Lady Blue
I reckon I'm pretty sure what you think of me
Yeah I'm pretty sure but I ask will you drink with me
No there ain't no cure to be had from you,
cure to be had from you, cure to be had from you
solo
And I know it's the end is how you think of me
And I know it's the end but will just drink with me
Cause I gotta go, my old friend, I gotta leave you
I gotta leave you, I gotta leave you
Drums&Gtr&Keys: Mark Cline
Bass: Alvz-VC3Q
Vox: MXL V69ME-UA710-1176
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You Ain't a Man (until you lost yer heroes)
c. '14 Vlayman
You seen him there where he was not supposed to be
It wasn't like you went lookin' you was
There accidentally
He arrived, and slipped the doorman five
You could tell by the welcome in the smile
It don't add up it ain't real clear, no
Everything seems to come to zero
I gotta tell ya this is the truth son
You ain't a man until you lost yer heroes
He'd parked his car right there in the street
You'd always like that Benz, ridin' innit was a treat
And If you'd seen him when he had clay for feet
You'd understand him then, if you'd only seen him when
He's still yer dad and you can't be mad
He's doin' what he thinks he's gotta do
And if you ain't glad you simply cannot be sad
He's doin' what he thinks is right not tellin' you
Drums: nettage
Bass: Jaco-UA710-1176(pad_
tELE-rICKm8e-sb23l-ua710-1176(PAD)
Vox: NOSr2-Ua710-1176
Tambo: SB23L-UA710-1176(pad)
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7. |
Reliable as a Rumour
04:28
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Reliable as a Rumour
c. '14 Vlayman
You always gotta story, always somethin' to tell
Hardly never 'bout someone succeedin' Mostly 'bout someone goin to hell
You always know what yer talkin' about or so you say
You only know what yer talkin' about, if yer gettin' paid
Everything you say, is taken with a spoonful of salt
Unless yer gettin' paid, yer just runnin' at the mouth
Everything you say I have to take with a bit of humor
Cuz you are as reliable as a rumour
You always got yer ear to the wall, lookin' thru the curtains
You mostly get about half the facts,and then ya say yer certain
Now I don't know how much it pays, to spread the word as you do
I only know enought to say, someday somebody's gonna shoot you
Everything you say, is taken with a spoonful of salt
Unless yer gettin' paid, yer just runnin' at the mouth
Everything you say, you say you know about
But what you gonna say, we all know that you're a snout
Everything you say I have to take with a bit of humor
Cuz you are as reliable as a rumour
Drums: Deni nettage
Bass: Alvz-VTB1-dbx160XT
Vox: Spark-VC1Q
Gtrs: Tele-Trdmk10-AB23L-Summit-RNLA
Keys: S03_47-ARTtps-MC2
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8. |
So Blind
03:56
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So Blind
c. '14 Vlayman
Fastre than you ever moved before
I never saw you no more after you walked out the door
When you left you made eveything right
I never knew I'd been so f*cking blind
I never seen I was so blind
The sun came out so bright the day you was gone
And that night the moon shined ever more than before
Drums: nettage
Bass: Alvz-UA110-dbx160XT
Gtrs: G&Lf100-Marshall-E609-UA110;
G&Lf100-Marshall-ND308-UA110
LdVoc: Solaris-UA710-1176
BV's: MD735-UA710-1176
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My Own United Nations (non-PC)
c. '14 Vlayman
Little lotus flower awe yer lookin' kinda sweet
I want you to come over here and sit right next to me
You got that deep black hair and them little tiny feet, I ask you
Little lotus flower will ya spend some time with me?
Hey there Bariqua, I ask you what do you say
See, I know you like to talk all night right in to the day
But doya think that you could whisper to me how ya wanna play
I want you, sweet Bariqua, tell me, what do ya say
I'm not goin' above my station, no
I just wanna have my own United Nations, yo
Of experience, I wanna know 'em all
Oh yeah, brown sugar baby, I hope that you will say maybe
Maybe you can understand the way it feels to be a man
To look at you and think I can keep you happy azza plan
Oh yeah, brown sugar baby, I believe I can
Hey there, First People lady, I hope you ain't think I'm all that lazy
Tryna be the one for you I ain't sure just what to do
I wanna make you come to love me, I'll be your slave, You can come above me
Hey there, First People lady, don't think I'm crazy
Drums: Vezina
Bass: Alvarez-VC3Q
Vox: CAD M9-Eureka(pad)
Gtrs: Tele-ProJr-E609-ISA1(pad)_SB23L-EurekaCmp(pad)
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10. |
PC_w_TonyGoldenThrown
05:56
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PC
c. '14 Vlayman
Was a parapalegic cosmonaut said, "Hey Man, whatcha doin'?"
to the the platypus cadaver was jus liein' out and groovin'
Well we been gettin' wrecked, gettin' wrecked, gettin' wrecked
Tryna be politically correct
Partially chewed pirouetting chimps are potential candidates
for president
Pragmatic chumps, like all of us, poorly clothed sit on the fence
Previously clothed the poor creature wore nothin' under her purple coat
People came particularly corpulent, but that wasn't her, didn't float her boat
Pale corpses pose completely well, standing on the beach
Porkbellied cows put creepy garlands, on the sun just out of reach
Plutocratic carcinogens pray completely for your money
Possible cracks of panting clans politicize the peoples' honey
Drums: Nettage
Bass: HnrHdlJazz-Brick-dbx16XT
VlaymanGtrs: Tele-ProJr-M400-Eureka
TonyGoldenThrownGts: Harmony-Marshall-E609-ISA1
Vox: MD735-Sunnit-RNLA
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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.
... more
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