Vaux The Rope, The Pistol, The Candlestick

Tell me who,

Tell me when,

What’s the worst that could happen?

Tell me why,

Tell me how,

What’s the worst that could happen?

Could my fears catch the breeze

And drag me to sea?

Could my house catch fire?

I won’t wake, i’m too tired.

If my feet burn off, should i still walk the walk?

Or will the world die laughing?

What’s the worst that could happen.

Somebody wants to do me in.

Somebody’s got my number.

Somebody has it out for me.

Somebody’s got my number.

Tailing me everywhere

My car needs repairs.

Brakes went out last night.

Didn’t make the red light.

Asleep at the wheel.

Awoke by the rail.

Through the windshield i’m crashing.

What’s the worst that could happen.

Somebody wants to do me in.

Somebody’s got my number.

Somebody has it out for me.

Somebody’s got my number.

Tell me who it is

And what you saw.

But don’t let em catch ya, catch ya

Vaux Need To Get By

Slow it down

The pace.

Half past perfect

Half past tense

I have

Trouble

With all the little things

The bigger ones, the worse it becomes

It’s hard to hold anything when i

Can’t begin to feel my hands i

Half past perfect

Half past tense

Fast asleep

Forever yours

Just makes it,

Just makes it,

Just makes it so.

You’re better off without me, i won’t lie

But you’re what i need to get by, i need to get by

It’s the only thing that been keeping me alive.

And that’s what i need to get by, i need to get by.

Sitting here in the waiting room at my side

And that’s what i need to get by, i need to get by.

I’m falling apart

Still falling apart

I’m falling apart

Still falling apart

You’re better off without me, i won’t lie

But that’s what i need to get by, i need to get by

Sitting here in the waiting room at my side

But that’s what i need to get by, i need to get by.

Leave me here, i won’t fight.

And that’s what i need to get by, i need to get by.

Vaux The Last Report From…

There’s such a wind

And it’s cold outside

To feel your skin

Is the only way out.

It’s creeping in

And you can’t stop all your limbs from slowing down

I can’t move forward anymore

It’s so much harder than i thought

When we start at the end

We all finish where we began.

And i need more than one time

Changing all of these wrongs

All of these wrongs to rights.

My tracks are gone

And there’s birds overhead.

As clouds descend.

I can’t tell what’s the sky

And what’s the ground

I can’t move forward anymore

It’s so much harder than i thought

Is there any getting past

When we start at the end

We all finish where we began.

And i need more than one time

Changing all of these wrongs

All of these wrongs to rights.

When we start at the end

We all finish where we began

And all our ceilings are skies

If we can outlast our lives, our lives

When we start at the end

We all finish where we began.

Vaux Celibate Good Times

The preacher said it’s hot as hell

Got the devil on his window sill, going down

His t-shirt read “the boys won’t tell”

But if you want to watch there’s a tape he’ll sell, going round

So pray it’s him, not me

There are saints that should be hung

Forget the cross whorship the gun

Bang bang

I hope your hell is hot enough

Forget the cross whorship the gun

You’re at the gates and almost home

Bang bang

I hope your hell is hot enough

The preacher said i’m gonna fail with three days left til he posts bail, going down

So grab your shit no time to pack

At the end, no coming back to this town

You can see through lies

He’s scared for his life

When will he know.

Vaux To The Nines

No one cares for a sharp dressed man

For a hard-pressed man who’s caving in. [x2]

Turn your back on the weight of the world

And regret what you did years ago

Waiting at the door for an hour

Look at you now

Turn your back on the weight of the world

Stay outside to keep from getting hurt

Always said it was for the best

But look at you now

Turn you back, turn your back once more

No one cares for a sharp dressed man

For a hard-pressed man who’s caving in.

Vaux Plague Music

All the times

All the ways

All the nights

All the days

All the highs

All the lows

All the kids

All alone

All of this comes to an end

As plague music starts to begin

No one lives

No one tries

No one walks

No one drives

No one feels

No one loves

N o one cares

No one should

All of this comes to an end

As plague music starts to begin

There’s no one living on your radio, on your video, or on your T.V. Screen

The only songs are the ones i know, that played out long ago

All died of your disease

All the streets

All the homes

All the states

All the globe

All the rights

All the wrongs

All the hope

All is gone

All of this comes to an end

As plague music starts to begin

No one steals

No one eats

No one shouts

No one speaks

No one buys

No one sells

No one lies

No one tells

All of this comes to an end

There’s no one living on your radio, on your video, or on your T.V. Screen

The only scenes are the ones i know, that got cut long ago

All died of your disease

I never thought i’d be the last one left

I never thought it would end like this

There’s no one living on your radio, on your video, or on your T.V. Screen

The only stars are the ones i know, that burned out long ago

All died of your disease

Nobody is famous anymore.

Vaux Ride Out Bitch

You can’t hold on to the air I’m breathing.

Why can’t you just get over it.

And you can not have the sights I’m seeing.

Why can’t you just get over it.

We walk the line and then you slip.

The last time, I’m over it.

Walk the line and then you slip.

The last time, I’m over it.

Want it, cause it feels so good.

It’s in the way I see it.

Tried to leave it, no one could.

You’ve been erased, deleted.

This is how our parting sounds.

It’s not to be repeated.

The more I look, the less I’ve found.

All bets are off, you cheated.

I’m gonna ride away.

This masquerade is spent.

Cause all the feelings fade.

You can’t fill in for all I’ve needed.

Why can’t you just get over it.

And you do not act the way your treated.

Why can’t you just get over it.

We walk the line and then you slip.

The last time, I’m over it.

Walk the line and then you slip.

The last time, I’m over it.

Want it, cause it feels so good.

It’s in the way I see it.

Tried to leave it, no one could.

You’ve been erased, deleted.

This is how our parting sounds.

It’s not to be repeated.

The more I look, the less I’ve found.

All bets are off, you cheated.

Want it, cause it feels so good.

It’s in the way I see it.

Tried to leave it, no one could.

You’ve been erased, deleted.

This is how our parting sounds.

It’s not to be repeated.

The more I look, the less I’ve found.

All bets are off, you cheated.

Vaux Fame

I’ve been to New York City

And I walked the weakest roads.

Seen L.A. and its perfect salesman,

All dressed in holy robes.

And all that’s left to say,

Is spread throughout this town.

You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.

Then come on, baby.

And it’s in your face,

Can read it clearly now.

Looks like I’m lost at the foot or your cross.

So come on save me.

I’ve been to Chicago

And don’t think I haven’t crossed the seas

Seen Milan and its model fashion.

It brings me to my knees.

I think I’ve come undone.

And all that’s left to say,

Is spread throughout this town.

You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.

Then come on, baby.

And it’s in your face,

Can read it clearly now.

Looks like I’m lost at the foot or your cross.

So come on save me.

And all that’s left to say,

Is spread throughout this town.

You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.

Then come on, baby.

And it’s in your face,

Can read it clearly now.

Looks like I’m lost at the foot or your cross.

So come on save me.

And I think I’ve come undone.

Vaux Four Cornered Lives

I don’t remember that we’re all done.

Can’t I be saved, saved from this truth.

The clock is rolling. I’m stuck between its hands.

Caught up in four, four cornered lives.

We’re caught up in our four cornered lives.

We’re caught up in our four cornered lives.

Slipping away,

And turning away,

And ticking away,

It’s measured for you.

Slipping away,

And turning away,

And ticking away,

It’s measured for you.

Slipping away and we can’t realize it.

Turning away all our days spent idling.

Ticking away and I know the answers.

Slipping away we only live when we take chances.

Caught, caught up now.

The hands are near.

As minutes fell.

Get it for real.

We’re caught up in our four cornered lives.

We’re caught up in our four cornered lives.

We’re caught up in our four cornered lives.