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PANK all tracks written and performed by Zip Tang - Faller, Argianas (Merritt), Padgett & Wolfe Copyright Zip Tang © 2008 All rights reserved recorded and engineered at ZiTi Studio, Park Ridge, IL. produced by Zip Tang engineered by Perry Merritt PANK album and website graphics by - Jess Rossi © jessicarossi1986@hotmail.com web sites and additional graphics - Perry Merritt |
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1> FOOTPRINTS Bubbles rising, through the water Evidence, there's something down there As they break, upon the surface There's nothing left, no further information The footprints lead to where I took the fall They show me where I've been A place I hardly recognize at all Like someone else's dream Neon lighting, casts a shadow Gives me hints of what's behind me The sun is rising, shadows fading There's nothing left, no further information I remember mountain streams I'm making sense of childhood dreams The other part I can't recall Time has just erased it all The mountains will remain the same Close your eyes, a child again I know there was a painful day But time has washed it all away <BACK 2> IT'S IN MY HEAD When I was young I felt a certain kinship with the special people that I'd read about in magazines and see on TV I thought by now I'd be a member of that special club But I can't find the talent to express myself I'd be a famous singer if I only had a voice I'd write the saddest poem if I only had the words I'd be a great designer if I had a sense of style I'd paint the Mona Lisa, if only I could draw It's in my head but there's no way to get it out It's in my head but there's no way to get it out I know it's there, but there's no way to get it out It's in my head but there's no way to get it out When I walk down the street I blend in with the ordinary people who don't realize what is going on deep inside my head If I could send my dreams directly from my head to yours I'd show you things you've never seen before I'd write the sweetest music if I only had an ear I'd film the greatest movie if I only had an eye I'd be a famous actor if I only had the nerve I'd tell the greatest story, if only I could write It's in my head but there's no way to get it out It's in my head but there's no way to get it out I know it's there, but there's no way to get it out It's in my head but there's no way to get it out <BACK 3> KATY Her house is so familiar She knows all her neighbors She's got what she wanted Four walls she would die for Katy won't leave home Katy won't leave She's lost all her family They live far away now They will pay her airfare She says maybe next time Katy won't leave home Katy won't leave <BACK 4> LEAVING NOTHING ** Bringing nothing Leaving nothing Set the stage for No one Going nowhere Bringing No one Lining up for nothing Bringing nothing adding nothing Leaving you with nothing <BACK 5> CICADA JAM - Instrumental * Spontaneous jam - live studio recording. Recorded at the height of the cicada onslaught on 5/24/07 ** Real cicadas and street sounds on Leaving Nothing & Cicada Jam recorded live during the return of the cicadas on 8/21/08. <BACK 6> ONE LAST BEAUTIFUL MOTION The mourning's over The pain is duller She needs to find a meaning There's others like her They come together Choreographing life alone Move together one more time Move together stay in line Take the rhythm feel alive Leave the emptiness behind One last beautiful motion… <BACK 7> PANK - Instrumental <BACK 8> DEITRICH CRASHED MY ENZO Where do I begin Had the fixes in Living every sin Then Deitrich crashed my Enzo Left the past behind Found a bigger crime But now I'm doing time Cause Deitrich crashed my Enzo Don't ask why, believe my alibi Partied on 'til five Let a stranger drive Lucky I'm alive Since Deitrich crashed my Enzo PCH at night Traffic's really light We'd almost taken flight When Deitrich crashed my Enzo Don't ask why, believe my alibi There he goes, on the run. That's his gun. Found my inner peace Everything was greased I had my own police Then Deitrich crashed my Enzo Keep it in control Don't violate parole Watch out for that pole! Deitrich crashed my Enzo Don't ask why, believe my alibi <BACK 9> THE YEARS The years slip through my fingers The night seems long Tomorrow I'll be gone And when you're feeling like you can't breathe I'll be waiting where you found me The years slip through my fingers The night seems long I lay, I stare at your picture The night seems wrong When you're feeling like you can't breathe Don't go running trying to find me The years slip through my fingers The night seems long (And I can't get you out of my head) I lay, I stare at your picture The night seems long The years slip through my fingers The night seems long <BACK 10> YOU CALL THIS ART? Picture painted Image drawn Showing me what I saw Written message Spoken word Telling me what I heard You call this art? I don't know You call this art? I don't think so Building bridges Over land I don't think you understand You call this art? I don't know You call this art? I don't think so <BACK 11> GOODBYE I think I'm almost through I've had enough of you Some day - you may Look around and find I've slipped away No need to talk it out You'd only scream and shout Some day - you may Come home and find you're alone No confrontation here One day I'll disappear Some day - I may Pack it up, and you won't hear me say Goodbye, Goodbye <BACK |
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