The Grandpa vs. Grandma EP

by Grandpa vs. Grandma

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Recorded in Chicago, USA
All songs by Grandpa Vs. Grandma ©2011
Except "Preachin' Blues" by Eddie James "Son" House, Jr
Visit www.grandpavsgrandma.com

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released 24 February 2011
Brenda Johnson - drums and vocals
Henry Van Loon - guitar and vocals

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tags: gvg rock blues blues rock roots rock slide guitar Chicago

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Born in the hustlin' and bustlin' blues hub of north Chicago, blues rockers Grandpa vs Grandma first melted faces in June ... more 2010. The two former next door neighbors and current sinful cohabitators (Brenda Johnson on drums and Henry Van Loon on guitar and sass) blend the tangy early blues of the Mississippi Delta with the tart abruptness of later Paul Simon. less

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Track Name: PBR for Now
I know you’re waiting for something better,
but all I wanna do is try to get together.
There’s only one thing I don’t understand:
Why you don’t wanna let me be your man.
I don’t understand. So I said…

Give me one more can of Pabst Blue Ribbon,
‘cause I don’t want to see you in the morning.

I’m done waiting around here for forever,
all I wanna do is try to get together.
There’s only one thing I don’t understand:
Why you don’t wanna let me be your man.
I don’t understand. So I said…

Give me one more can of Pabst Blue Ribbon,
‘cause I don’t want to see you in the morning.

I know you’re waiting for something better,
but all I wanna do is try to get together.
There’s only one thing I don’t understand:
Why you don’t wanna let me be your man.
I don’t understand. So I said…

Give me one more can of Pabst Blue Ribbon,
‘cause I don’t want to see you in the morning.
Track Name: Twenty-Nine or Two for Fifty
I’m looking ‘round for some Air Shoes.
Do you have some for sale?
I saw your sign on the corner of
Michigan and State.
Listen to what I’m trying to tell you.
I need a new pair of shoes.
Listen up ‘cause I’m trying to help you.

Twenty-nine or two for fifty
Twenty-nine, I need some more!
Twenty-nine or two for fifty
They’re almost gone. They’re almost gone now!

I’m getting trashed on the hard court.
I need a new pair of shoes.
I’m stomping ‘round in a ratty old
Pair of Air Force Twos.
Listen to what I’m trying to tell you.
I need a new pair of shoes.
Listen up ‘cause I’m trying to help you.

Twenty-nine or two for fifty
Twenty-nine, I need some more!
Twenty-nine or two for fifty
They’re almost gone. They’re almost gone now!

Twenty-nine or two for fifty
Twenty-nine, I need some more!
Twenty-nine or two for fifty
They’re almost gone. They’re almost gone now!
Track Name: Moo
Tell me where you want me to be and I’ll be there.
Tell me what you want me to see and I’ll stare.
And I’ll wait for you there ‘til the cows come home.
Nothing that I wouldn’t want to do to get beside you.

Tell me who you want me to be. I don’t care.
Tell me where you want me to be, and I’m there.
And I will wait for you there ‘til the cows come home.
Nothing that I wouldn’t want to do to get beside you.

Sitting on your front porch, whistling a death march, looking around for something to do.
Sitting on your front porch, whistling a death march, looking around for something to do.

Tell me where you want me to be and I’ll be there.
Tell me what you want me to see and I’ll stare.
And I’ll wait for you there ‘til the cows come home.
Nothing that I wouldn’t want to do to get beside you.
Track Name: Nashville, Tennessee
Packed up my suit, Brenda packed her dress. We hit the highway, didn't worry about the rest. We said, "it might take a while, but that's just fine with me." She said, "let's get together in Nashville, Tennessee."

Two shots of whiskey to celebrate our ink. We toast the Olive Garden every single time we drink. We said, "they last forever, but you know diamonds just ain't right for me." Let's get together in Nashville, Tennessee.

You should have seen us dressed all in white just taking pictures down at the Parthenon at night. And you know, you might not understand, but we get all of our kicks for free. Let's get together in Nashville, Tennessee.

Born in Chicago, hearts and bones in Tennessee. Jack said, "hey, what'cha doin'?" We said, "we're only trying to get us some peace."

Bought a turntable, spun from records from the shelf. Went to the show and met the Third Man himself. And we said, "it's so hard to leave 'cause there's so much there to see." We said, "let's get together in Nashville Tennessee."

Let's get together in Nashville, Tennessee.
Track Name: Large Marge
On the south side of Chicago when the winter night’s are cold, you can see a girl in a short white dress just waiting by the side of the road, and she says, “My boyfriend took me dancing, could you please give me a ride?” But when you pass the graveyard gate she’ll vanish from your sight.

Just outside of Detroit on a bridge over the lake, they say there lives the soul of a man who died for his own sake, and if you keep the motor running, you can see his blue light pass. The engine stops and the doors unlock as Luke tries to get inside.

“Ten years ago, on this very stretch of road, worst wreck I ever seen,” that’s the story that she told. “And when they finally pulled that body from the twisted, burning wreck…” She dropped me off at the side of the road and said, “Tell ‘em Large Marge sent ya!”
Track Name: What's the Hold-Up?
I don’t mind if you smoke the occasional cigarette.
I don’t mind, if you have a bad side, I ain’t seen it yet.
But when you know I’ve got something to do,
you’d better hold on ‘cause you’re coming, too.

I don’t mind if you get uneasy when money’s tight.
I don’t mind if you take a few tries to get it right.
But when you know I’ve got something to do,
you’d better hold on ‘cause you’re coming, too.

Hey, come on, what’s the hold up?
Hey, I got things to do.
Hey, no matter what you do, now.
Ow, hey!

I don’t mind if you smoke the occasional cigarette.
I don’t mind, if you have a bad side, I ain’t seen it yet.
Man, I’ve got nothing to do,
you’d better hold on ‘cause you’re coming, too.

Hey, come on, what’s the hold up?
Hey, I got things to do.
Hey, no matter what you do, now.
Ow, hey!
Track Name: Blue Label
Is this the place where Nixon came to die?
Between a rock and ginger ale dry?
You said you'd help me if you're able,
but don't you step on my blue label.

You're acting like some long-lost friend of mine.
There's nothing wrong, but you still have to decide.
You couldn’t help me if you tried, now,
but don’t step on my blue label.

You said you want to forget about the other side.
But still you do it again from time to time.
You said you wanted to help, but didn't try.
No, you just stepped on my blue label.

Don't you step on my blue label.
Don't step on my blue label.
Don't you step on my blue label.
Track Name: Be Careful What You Wish For
When I was a young man, I would talk myself out of coming a-round. Every little action was enough for me to write home about. How can I understand where you’re coming from if you never get here? Sometimes you get a fair shake. Sometimes you get what you pay for. You say practice what you preach. I say be careful what you wish for.

You might not know what you want, but at least you know what you need. You said no man is an island. I said maybe every man is. How can I understand where you’re coming from? I only know where you’ve been. How can you tell me what to do when you don’t know what I’m good for? You say practice what you preach. I say be careful what you wish for.

There wasn’t always darkness. I was there when the lights went out. I’ll never understand what was happening at home. You say practice what you preach. I say be careful what you wish for.
Track Name: Preachin' Blues
I'm gonna get me religion. I'm gonna join the Baptist Church. I'm gonna get me religion. I'm gonna join the Baptist Church. I'm gonna get me religion so I don't have to work.

I'll be in the pulpit jumpin' up and down. I'll be in the pulpit jumpin' up and down. I'm gonna get me religion so I don't have to work.

My sister jumped up, and she began to grin. My sister jumped up, and she began to grin. I'm gonna get me religion so I don't have to work.
Track Name: Don't Do That to Johnny (He Likes It)
Don’t do that to Johnny, he likes it.
Your mother said, “Leave that Johnny alone.”
You wouldn’t do that to Johnny Unitas.
Your mother said, “Leave that Johnny alone.”
If you see him in the dirt with his shiny shoes,
If you ain’t got nothing, you’ve got nothing to lose."
Don’t do that to Johnny, he likes it.