Will Vallar

by Will Vallar

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I Want My MTV August first nineteen eighty one Man landed on the moon at 12:01 Ladies and Gentlemen, rock ‘n’ roll The eighties were gonna be radical Video Killed the Radio Star First video, next came Pat Benatar Videos played twenty-four-seven On MTV, music television I want my MTV, I want it back to the way it used to be I want my MTV, I want it back to the way it used to be In the beginning there were five VJs And music videos was all they played Prince, Van Halen, and Huey Lewis Journey live from Houston, Texas Run DMC joined by Aerosmith For the first time ever, no makeup KISS The 80s stars sang, “We Are the World” On Saturday night was Headbangers Ball I want my MTV, I want it back to the way it used to be Bruce, MJ, and Cyndi Lauper No videos made by Metallica I want my MTV, like it was before Carson Daly Before The Real World launched reality TV And anyone had heard of Puff Daddy I sit on the couch with my remote control Scouring the channels for rock ‘n roll I wish I could go back to ‘83 And watch music videos on MTV I wonder where the world would be If there never was a channel called MTV Without music playing on television “Thriller” wouldn’t have sold over twenty million Rap music would have stayed inner city Glam bands wouldn’t have all looked so pretty You may have never heard of Madonna Or seen the birth of grunge with Nirvana I want my MTV, I want it back to the way it used to be New wave, heavy metal, rap, hard rock I wouldn’t even mind a little pop I want my MTV, like it was before Laguna Beach Before The Situation on Jersey Shore When MTV became a total bore
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03:17
Psycho There once was a man named Ed Who would not take a woman to bed When he wanted to diddle He would cut out the middle And hang the rest in a shed He rubbed some in town the wrong way The ones who were smart stayed away The evidence revealed That the skin he did peel Off the corpse before it decayed A psycho lived up the road That many of us did know But we couldn't believe That odd Ed Gein Was behind this ghastly scene A psycho lived up the road But how could we not know I guess we never imagined That this could happen In small town Plainfield, Wisconsin He robbed the graves of the dead And kept a collection of heads When his crimes were discovered It came back to his mother She had messed with his head The townsfolk all were aghast At the proof revealing Ed's past When folks disappeared No one ever feared He'd wear their face as a mask A psycho lived up the road That many of us did know But we couldn't believe That odd Ed Gein Was behind this ghastly scene A psycho lived up the road But how could we not know I guess we never imagined That this could happen In small town Plainfield, Wisconsin There once was a man named Ed Who liked to play with the dead Now we suffer from shock And keep our doors locked For fear that we could be next A psycho lived up the road That many of us did know A psycho lived up the road But how could we not know A psycho lived up the road That many of us did know A psycho lived up the road But how could we not know
3.
Catholic School Blues Alarm goes off at 6 am I hit the snooze until Mom busts in Had a late night playing at CBGB I start my day by getting dressed Gotta wear a shirt, tie, and jacket But they can’t take my Doc Martens boots I can’t take another day at Catholic School I’m tired of dealing with their stupid rules This monkey suit makes me feel like a fool I head out the door to catch the bus The only part of my day that doesn’t suck Is blastin’ my walkman to Metallica There’s a girl on the bus who’s a total punk First time I saw her I was so in love But dressed like this I can’t go talk to her I can’t take another day at Catholic School I’m tired of dealing with their stupid rules This monkey suit makes me feel like a fool Latin class with Mr. Moore I can’t stay awake ‘cause I’m so bored Geometry with Mr. Bone What I’d give to be at home Global Studies with Ms. Fox This class ain’t bad, Ms. Fox is hot Chaos ensues to end my day Computer class with Mr. Grey Fix your tie, tuck in your shirt Cut your hair, you look like dirt Listen to me when I am talking to you Did you complete all your homework You’ll never graduate you stupid jerk This is what I hear all day at school I can’t take another day at Catholic School I’m tired of dealing with their stupid rules This monkey suit makes me feel like a fool I can’t take another day at Catholic School I’m tired of dealing with their stupid rules Catholic School is giving me the blues
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What I Really Am I hide in plain sight, blend in with the crowd And for this reason, I’ll never be found A loving, caring, father of three Still the monster exists inside of me Living this facade is part of my fun The ultimate camouflage for what I’ve become Always well-liked by family and friends Only the truth will reveal what I really am What I really am What I really am No one can know What I really am My brilliant disguise took years to refine It had to be perfect to hide all the signs I blend in like a fish in the sea So no one can see the real me The ones I keep close have no idea That I am really someone they should all fear They’d never be able to understand So I need to conceal what I really am What I really am What I really am No one can know What I really am The character I portray in my public life Keeps the authorities at bay and mystified I’m an actor performing on an open stage Improvising the acts in my endless play I’ve come this far and I won’t ever stop Pretending to be something I’m not I willing to do whatever I can To keep the secret of what I really am What I really am What I really am No one can know What I really am
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03:11
Jail I miss the grime, I miss the filth; I miss the fear of being killed I miss the screams I’d hear at night; the insanely brutal fights The drugs I took to get high; I even miss my prison wife These aren’t just some made up tales; it’s what life was like in jail It has been about a year since I was paroled from there My time away has led me to a state of normalcy But I need danger and some thrills or I’ll never be fulfilled For most it is their biggest fear, but I want to go back to jail Scams, schemes, cons, and broken dreams Choose a side and join a team If you don't you'll end up used Broken, beaten, and abused For many years I called it home The only one I’ve ever known Jail Jail I have used all my free time to plan my next mortal crime This will be my greatest feat; one I won't get to repeat No longer will I feel denied once I get back inside I won’t be gettin’ out on bail; my sentence will be life in jail Scams, schemes, cons, and broken dreams Choose a side and join a team If you don't you'll end up used Broken, beaten, and abused For many years I called it home The only one I’ve ever known Jail Jail Jail Jail
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02:12
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The Night He Came Home The night he came home my innocence was lost I will never forget all the pain that he caused His expressionless face still horrifies But not as much as the evil living behind his eyes The night he came home The night he came home The night he came home I screamed in fright As he slashed at me with a kitchen knife The nightmare I lived was all too real And it was me who triggered his desire to kill The night he came home The night he came home The night he came home I found a way to escape Despite his desire to seal my fate When the terror was over all I wanted to know Why on this night did he come home? The night he came home The night he came home I know now I’ll never truly be safe He will return and hunt me again He won’t stop until his task is complete Only a matter of time until he gets me The night he came home haunts me each day I try so hard to forget, but the memory remains I know I’m a victim, still I feel I’m to blame Since the night he came home, I’ve never been the same The night he came home The night he came home The night he came home The night he came home
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03:00
Porn Star I wanna be a porn star It'll be great I'll get to sleep with girls I won't have to date I wanna be a porn star Just wait and see I'll be even bigger Than Ron Jeremy I think I'll use a stage name But what will I choose? Maybe I'll pick one That'll refer to my tool Decided on one With a superhero tone Starring The Nightman Will make women moan I wanna be a porn star My name up in lights Night of the man Man of the night I wanna be a porn star And make women scream You’ll hear them for miles When I take take off my jeans I went on an audition And appeared in a scene My moment to shine On the big screen My character wore A mask and a cape And nothing at all Below the waist I want DVDs, magazines And a real-life doll All the merch I'll need To become a porn star I wanna be a porn star And get filthy rich Imagine the life That I'll live I wanna be a porn star To impress the girls Shower them with necklaces Made of my pearls I want a website, t-shirts And calendars Everything I'll need To become a porn star I wanna be a porn star I wanna be a porn star I wanna be a porn star
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02:07
10.
Punk Rock Queen She was the prettiest girl I ever met With dyed pink hair and ripped fishnets Her combat boots were laced up tight Her Sex Pistols shirt was torn just right She wore a leather jacket like the Ramones And could never be found without her headphones A walking billboard for anarchy She was a punk rock girl named Bethany I fell in love with a punk rock girl She didn’t wear a dress or her hair in curls She was like no girl I’d ever seen A drop dead gorgeous punk rock queen Our love affair; it didn’t last long About the length of a punk rock song Nancy & Sid, Courtney & Kurt Punk love affairs; they never work I fell in love with a punk rock girl She didn’t wear a dress or her hair in curls She was like no girl I’d ever seen A drop dead gorgeous punk rock queen Many years later walking down the block I saw her again and my heart stopped I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone My punk rock queen’s a suburban mom I fell in love with a punk rock girl She didn’t wear a dress or her hair in curls She was like no girl I’d ever seen A drop dead gorgeous punk rock queen Punk rock queen, punk rock queen A drop dead gorgeous punk rock queen Punk rock queen, punk rock queen A drop dead gorgeous punk rock queen Punk rock queen, punk rock queen A drop dead gorgeous punk rock queen Punk rock queen, punk rock queen A drop dead gorgeous punk rock queen
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I've Killed Them All It's Friday night and the time is right For me to go out and kill Maybe a teen who will fight back and scream Wouldn’t that be a thrill? You may wonder why I make them all cry And enjoy breaking their will I can’t explain but I love the game And I won’t stop until…. I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all When I was young and looking for fun I began to slaughter classmates I was never accused because I always refused To show how much I hate As an adult I still get a jolt Out of using puppies as bait To lure in the girls with the dirty blond curls Like Ashley and Mary-Kate I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all Don’t turn out the lights or spend the night With me if we go on a date I’ll take you to bed then cut off your head And exhibit it on a plate The curfew’s in place and it’s a race To get inside before it’s too late You think that your safe ‘cause their on the case But they can’t stop you from meeting your fate I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all I’ve killed them all

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This album is a collection of songs recorded by Will Vallar between 2010-2016.

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released January 25, 2017

All songs written by Will Vallar except the following:

'Jail' written by Will Vallar, Joe O'Connell, Tom Guinan, and Tim Guinan

'Skulls' written by Glenn Danzig

'Chain Saw' written by Dee Dee Ramone, Joey Ramone, Johnny Ramone, and Tommy Ramone

'I've Killed Them All' written by Will Vallar, Joe O'Connell, Tom Guinan, and Tim Guinan

Will Vallar - Vocals, Acoustic Guitars, Bass, Cajon, and Cymbals

Dave Whitehead - Lead and Rhythm Acoustic Guitar on 'Catholic School Blues' and 'I've Killed Them All'

Joe O'Connell - Acoustic Guitar and Tambourine on 'Porn Star'

Sean Ryan - Backing Vocals on 'I Want My MTV' and Backing Vocals and Harmonica 'Catholic School Blues'

All songs recorded at Soundworks Recording Studio in Astoria, NY and White Oak Recording Studio in New Rochelle, NY

Engineered by Kamilo Kratc and Will Vallar

Produced by Will Vallar and Kamilo Kratc

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Will Vallar New Rochelle, New York

Will Vallar is a New York based singer/songwriter whose music combines the influences of punk, rock, country, and folk music. Part real-life experience and part fiction, Will’s lyrics are often humorous and sometimes haunting, but always tell an interesting narrative. Song topics include MTV, serial killers, internet dating, porn stars, Catholic school, jail, and Dexter. ... more

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