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RTP Volume 1: Willing and Able

by Real Topeka People

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sajby Love the ambience and textures of rock played by friends in a room together. RTP Volume 1 breaks the seal on a deep vault of Dick's Picks proportions.
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Well I’m willing, willing and able Well I’m livin inside a fable Well I’m a villain not unlike Clark Gable Well I was born at the fall of Betty Grable Well I’m willin, willin, willin, and I’m holding won’t you lay it down Well I’m swimming like Burt Lancaster Now I’m quippin gonna go down faster Well I’m illin, ‘cause I got a license But I said, "now pusher, do ya got the stuff? Well I’m willin, willin, willin, and I’m holding Do you got the stuff? Won’t you lay it down?" Well I’m holdin, all the fuckin cards yeah I ain’t folding, gonna go down hard yeah Won’t ya tell me, Tom Tasselmeyer When the snow squall gonna blow on over? All the while the warm friendly domicile was Redolent of orchids and flower pedals blown about the sad floor
2.
Candy 01:12
Candy's taken to living on the sound of the road Candy got no other place that she can go Girl, that ain't no way to fuckin' live, c'mon let's go Don't you wanna find a better life? Doesn't matter if you're brown or black or white Now boogie down tonight I know it's hard to pick yourself off of the fuckin floor She got no other kinda life, no open door
3.
Went down to the city; I couldn’t believe what I saw Came home lookin shitty, but feeling even better than before My girl was so pretty; you’d never believe how she was I said, "If you want it, come on down to Gordon street yeah." Got live if you want it; them real Topeka people make you feel Got live if you want it; them real Topeka people make it real I know that you wanna Them people make you feel Went down to the jook joint dive And I ran into to Zora Neale She said, “Don’t you cry, tonight These white boys will’ make you feel alright They’ll show you something along the ride You never know what they’ll reveal There won’t be no homicide Cuz everybody’s busy rockin on their heels." Now if you find it queer here’s a memo from Joe: "Eight days and nights they play And they don’t get cold. They give us all what we want When our back’s to the wall. They got the beat of a thumpin heart When they let it roll." You better let it go You’ll never make it if you kneel They’ll pick you up off of the floor Them people gonna make you feel
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Don’t you know I been waiting for ya I been acting a fool Nothing else in this life to phase me cuz I got them runnin blues Tell me what you’re thinking I don’t wanna be confused Cos I’m the man on the corner with the Baltimore boner You can make it your own; c’mon take me home Don’t you know that I want you Now don’t ya be shy Don’t you know I need you, baby Only wanna get you high I hear you talking, the things I wanna hear Cos I’m the man on the corner with the Baltimore boner You can make it your own; take me home Well you want what you want when you walk in the dark now you’re takin a walk on the east side No, it’s not that bad If you really love me, don’t you dare look back
5.
Gobble-gobble! Bye-Bye I'm Marge Sweetwater
6.
Don’t you know Mary’s taken to living on the side of the road Mary's got no other place that she can go Runnin the road to the great unknown At the grocery store, she’s sleeping behind the automatic door Does another line, just to waste some time You’re goddamn right See the man put the 8-ball down I say “What the fuck do you do that for? Pick that shit up! Stop suckin dick for coke!” Mary’s taken to living on the side of the road Ten dollars, she’ll give you a stroke Cuts another line, such a waste of time All the crooked lines, those crooked lines Got another Jones, for sure She’ll be takin a ride, scorin a dime, layin them lines all day Hooker in the rain, hooker in the supermarket What I wanna know—is will you go down slow?
7.
When you walk across the pantry, won’t you pour my Michter’s Rye It’s no mystery – we’re sippin rye on Christmas night Grab you a cold one; we’re breaking out the stogies Don’t you know we’re breakin out this town We cannot let these bastards, we cannot let them weigh us down We’re blowin town Gonna take it o’er the hill yonder Gonna make it like a rustic Logan’s run Now I know what you’re thinkin, baby (messing up your Christmas night) Don’t you suffer the lockdown one more day (meet me at the town hall light) Got something I wanna give to you, my love If we blow now that’s our choice Leave the hole of your small apartment Baby leave off the toil and light out now Out in the country
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I said way to go there, Orioles It was a hell of a ride, it was a real good time Thank you boys. Now I know, yes I know You gonna do it to it On down the road. I put my faith in this my town When the skelter’s coming down Gonna be right there on the front line When the man reads the news today With an eminence front What can I say 'cept we lost our way again Long as you keep swingin hard Dig a hole for them shooting stars I know you're gonna light my way again I like the way you walk, I like your smile I’d sure like to get away for a while Waste a day or two grooving in the summer with you Ah, it’s alright, cuz there’s you and you’re mine Oh, it’s okay, when I’m gone little darling down a long long road that winds (sip the wine) __________ I don't like your chances, Dellin Betances You're pitching for the Yankees (we call them the Spankees) *The Silver Fox with the call* The dios didn't wanna vaya, Yordano Ventura But if it's any consolation, they named a highway after you, son *Thorney with the call*
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When ya walk in my door I’m gonna put it where the sun don’t shine You’re goddamn right People talking People talkin all about you People talking a fuckin blue streak about you Girl when you’re gone, the fuckin’ sun don’t shine
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Gonna play me some Tetris Tetris Worlds on PS 2 now Now tell me if you get this - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hadda cut myself in line Hadda have a real good time Haloti Ngata
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TT = 52:34

One bonus track unlocks with purchase.

Basic tracks recorded November 2013-February 2015 in Bel Air, MD
Overdubs completed May 2020 in Longview, WA & Severna Park, MD

Basic tracks = the full band captured live on an mp3 recorder HD card or a cell phone; then Saj feeds the tracks into a Tascam and completes overdubs. Post-production completed on Sound Forge and Reaper.

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released May 28, 2020

Jeff Hardy: live electric guitar
Pat Sorrentino: live electric guitar on tracks 1,3,6,7,9,10
Graham Snodgrass: live synth on track 11
Sajby: live drums and all overdubs

Track 1 by Saja/Sorrentino
Tracks 3, 6, 7, 9, 10 by Saja/Hardy/Sorrentino
Tracks 2, 4, 5, 8, 12 by Saja/Hardy
Track 11 by Saja

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Real Topeka People Baltimore, Maryland

Crafty lyrics
over atmospheric guitar rock all recorded live among friends in a Baltimore basement, then lovingly fucked wit by Sajby.

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Jeff
Bruce
Pat
Sajby

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