1. |
Kongflict Of Interest
03:00
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I started out small
But I know I'm getting bigger
As big as I am I'm still not very tall
But I'm getting bigger now
Much larger than I could imagine
And soon I can see past the tops of these trees
Well i know that it's hard to be a big ape
But the thought of exploring a new land makes me salivate
So will I stay here at home
Where at least I know I'm safe
And I'll never have to worry
I guess that's just okay with me
So here I am
I'm liked by all of my new friends
They're pretty cool but I still feel so alone
But then there's this girl
Much cuter than I could imagine
And all I can think is that she's gotta be for me
Well i know that it's hard to be a big ape
But the thought of being without her is just more than I can take
So will I stay here at home
Where at least I know I'm safe
And I'll never have to worry
I guess that's just okay with me
Yeah, I guess that's okay with me
Now I'm chained up
Displayed for all of the world to see
I'm all alone and I admit that I am scared
I want to break free
But it isn't home where I want to be
All that I want is for her to be with me
Well i know that it's hard to be a big ape
But I'm hoping by climbing this building
it will lead to my escape
So will I stay here at home
Where at least I know I'm safe
And I'll never have to worry
I guess that's just okay with me
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2. |
Feels Like Home
03:58
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So Here I Hold
Another empty page from
The calendar we made ourselves
Of things we'd like to do
And places that we'd like to see
But all that's here are squares and numbers
Can't stop now, we've almost made it
How many times can we keep saying that
Maybe tomorrow will be the day it all starts rollin' back our way
But this time
It's almost over
You sounded so sure
That it's almost over
Yeah, just like a million times before
It's boils down
To our own fear of failing
The pros and cons we wrote ourselves
Just fill these lists
And never end up anywhere
Except in the bottom of trashcans
Can't stop now, we've almost made it
How many times can we keep saying that
Maybe tomorrow will be the day it all starts rollin' back our way
But this time
It's almost over
You sounded so sure
That it's almost over
Yeah, just like a million times before
Now somehow this man
Who is made out of glass
Is expected to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders again
But he'll carry it proud
As he crumbles and cracks
He knows
There is always a path harder traveled
A beckoning of hope from far away
A call to bring about our struggles and lay them down to rest
For once
This is the start of something better
I can finally see it was all worth it
Clawed our way back from hell
Still can't believe we actually made it out alive
Now that we're here we'll never go back
No matter what it takes
I'd rather die right here, right now like this than
Waste another day
It's finally over
You've never sounded so sure
That it's finally over
And we can find our light once more
Just like a million times before
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3. |
Ghosts Of Georgia
03:43
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Blacked Out Drunk
On the roof of the movie theater
Every stair climbed is a pain in my knees now
Every fence that we hopped I can feel when I wake up and crack my back
It all starts flooding in
Who thought that it was a good idea to leave any of us unsupervised?
Or much less let us drive a fuckin’ car
We we’re so dumb
We spent the better part of twenty years being too big for our britches
Pulling out all our own stitches against doctors’ advice
We thought, no we knew, we had it all figured out
How about those stupid grown up kids?
There goes John
In the back of a cop car again
I can’t believe that we are all still alive somehow
Well, some of us more than others
It’s a damn shame
It all starts flooding in
All the paths that branched off from the same roads
And streets
And truck stop parking lots every night
Every single night
We spent the better part of twenty years being too big for our britches
Pulling out all our own stitches against doctors’ advice
We thought, no we knew, we had it all figured out
How about those stupid grown up kids?
Every second of back then
I can feel in my bones now
We spent the better part of twenty years being too big for our britches
Pulling out all our own stitches against doctors’ advice
We thought, no we knew, we had it all figured out
How about those stupid grown up kids?
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4. |
Song For Dogs
00:25
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You're such a good boy, good boy, good boy, good boy
You're such a good boy, good boy, good boy, good boy
You're such a good boy, good boy, good boy
Please get off of the couch
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5. |
Gun That Is Alive
03:02
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Ammo in a cartridge
What's it gonna take to be a marksman
You still don't know
So tell me why your barrel's cold?
To get a grip I just let go
Don't ever stop
Face to face with
Antagonizing confrontations
With nothing left to lose
And everything to prove
A sensation, I get
I just can't quite place it
This could all end soon
Let that set the mood
Like a light turned down low
Let's get lost on a less traveled road
Like lonely ghosts that don't know which way's home
It's not that place that I left when i got old
Amused and slightly confused
What you do makes me feel immune
To attack
Sifting through the aftermath
I could almost not come back
But I digress
Grasp a concept
Making sense of things I don't get
This could take few
And I'll get back to you
Na na na na, na na, na na na na na na
Yeah, now it's all on you
Let that set the mood
Like a light turned down low
Let's get lost on a less traveled road
Like lonely ghosts that don't know which way's home
It's not that place that I left when i got old
It's gonna take some type to rebuild all the confidence you had
Jumping hurdles in your mind to somehow bring that feeling back
It's been buried so far down it sounds impossible I know
But it's time to put your finger on that trigger let it go
Let that set the mood
Like a light turned down low
Let's get lost on a less traveled road
Like lonely ghosts that don't know which way's home
It's not that place that I left when i got old
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I don't care about your karma
I don't care about what's hip
No space cadet's gonna tell me what to do
I won't swim in your Jacuzzi
You can't make me settle down
I'd rather kick and jump and bite and scratch
And scream until I'm blue
I may as well be hyper
As long as I'm still around
'Cause I'll have lots of time to be laid back
When I'm six feet under ground
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
When are you
Cosmic cowboys
Gonna get it through your head
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I can't stand the smell of incense
I don't really like to jog
No lo-fi hip-hop playlists in my car (Ooh)
I hate anything organic
Even health food makes me sick
You won't catch me sipping Perrier
Down in some sushi bar
I tell you, now's the time to go for
All the gusto you can grab
You'll have plenty of time to be low key
When you're laid out on the slab
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
When are you
Cosmic cowboys
Gonna get it through your head
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I don't want no part of that vegetarian scene
I won't buy me a pair of designer jeans
No redwood hot tub to my name
I got all that I want
And if it's all the same to you
I don't need a course in self-awareness
To find out who I am
And I'd rather have a
Big Mac or a Jumbo Jack
Than all the bean sprouts in Japan
So don't ask me what I'm into
I don't need to prove I'm cool
I'll break your arm
If you ask me what's my sign
I won't tell you where my head's at
I don't need to see no shrink
Psychosis may be in this year
But I'm really not that kind
And I'm in no hurry to be casual
In fact I think I'll wait
Until I'm pushing up the daisies
(Like, wow, man, can you relate)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
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7. |
The Rooftop Scene
04:08
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I didn't hit her
It's not true
It's bullshit I did not hit her
I did not
I didn't hit her
It's not true
It's bullshit I did not hit her
I did not
Oh hi, Mark
Oh hey, Johnny. What's up?
I have a problem with lisa, she said that I hit her
What? Well did you?
No it's not true. Don't you even ask. What's new with you?
Oh, I'm just sitting up here thinkin, you know? I've got a question for you
Yeah
Do you think girls like to cheat like guys do
What makes you say that?
Oh, I don't know. I don't know. I'm just. I'm just thinkin'
I don't have to worry about that because Lisa is loyal to me
Yeah man you never know, people are very strange these days
I used to know a girl
She had a dozen guys
One of 'em found out about it
Beat her up so bad
That she ended up in a hospital on Guerrero street
Ha ha ha! What a story Mark!
Yeah you can say that again (You can say that again)
Ha ha ha! What a story Mark!
Yeah you can say that again
I'm so happy to have you as my best friend and I love Lisa so much
Yeah, man. Yeah, you are very lucky
Well, maybe you should have a girl, Mark
Yeah, yeah. Maybe you're right. Maybe I have one already, I don't know yet
Well what happened? Remember Betty? That's her name?
Betty?
Yeah
Well we don't see each other anymore you know
She wasn't any good in bed
She was beautiful but we had too many arguments
That's too bad my Lisa's great when I can get it
Oh man I just can't figure women out
Sometimes they're just too smart
Sometimes they're flat out stupid
And other times, they're just evil
Seems to me like you're the expert mark
No definitely not an expert, Johnny (Not an expert at all)
Seems to me like you're the expert mark
No definitely not an expert, Johnny
What's bothering you mark?
Nothin', Man
Do you, do you have some secrets?
Forget it
Why don't you talk? Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Why? Forget it dude
Is it some secret? Tell me
No, forget it. Talk to you later
Well, whatever
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Pangolin is an Orlando, FL based band. Equal parts serious and silly in tone, Pangolin’s quirky brand of music is a mix of punk rock, pop punk, pop rock and also Pop Rocks® (the candy).
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