The Vaudevillian Revue

The Vaudevillian Revue has been described as something between Jimi, Janis, and Stevie with a modern twist. The songs on this profile are very ROUGH DEMOS meant to just give and idea of what we sound like because everyone keeps nagging us to put up songs. Finished versions will be up in a couple of weeks when we mix and master the sessions we are working on now. Thanks for stopping by. Myspace LayoutsSong Lyrics: Our Last Hour Has Come///////////////////As my apocalyptic visions Reached a feverish pitch I awoke to the sound of the town crier Crying the hour of the witch And he said, "Don't be shy, bring out your dead, For dead or alive, every one of you shall be counted."And when the helmeted men come knocking down every door, They won't give a damn about your vote anymore Tell me, do you think you'll see this on your T.V.?So make sure your shirttails are tucked in tight For this is bound to be one hell of a ride The moon is hanging onto what is left of the sun Yes, our last hour has come.The fisherman clawed and the ferryman clanked While both turned to me with sunken eyes and screamed, "Hey, you there with Something Real! It may be the end of the world But that's my dollar bill, there, boy."And when the silver wings have destroyed every standing wall At least you'll know how many holes is really does take to fill the Albert Hall Can you turn your T.V. on, John?So don't take your eyes off your television set For what you see now I guarantee you won't soon forget You'll watch concrete crumbe and fall Yes, my young one, you'll watch it allThe Great West will at last tumble right into the sea You'll watch thousands left to moan and bleed And if you're lucky you'll have legs left with which to run For yes, our last hour has come.