Think About It Not Exploding
by Panther and the Zoo
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I Know Your Name
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Voices
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Sleep Over
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credits
released 01 March 2009
Graham Panther: Vocals, Guitar, Organ
Hayden Eastmond-Mein: Electric Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
Jony Gabriel: Drums
Tim Neale: Electric Guitar
Ross Devereux: Electric Piano
Onyx of Olympia: Backing Vocals, Percussion
Colleen Johnson: Backing Vocals, Percussion
Caitlin Smith: Backing Vocals
All songs by Graham Panther
All tracks produced by Bob Frisbee, except track 2 produced by Damian Golfinopoulos and Bob Frisbee
Artwork by Henrietta Harris
Graham Panther: Vocals, Guitar, Organ
Hayden Eastmond-Mein: Electric Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
Jony Gabriel: Drums
Tim Neale: Electric Guitar
Ross Devereux: Electric Piano
Onyx of Olympia: Backing Vocals, Percussion
Colleen Johnson: Backing Vocals, Percussion
Caitlin Smith: Backing Vocals
All songs by Graham Panther
All tracks produced by Bob Frisbee, except track 2 produced by Damian Golfinopoulos and Bob Frisbee
Artwork by Henrietta Harris
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- Track Name: I Know Your Name
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I know your name
I don't know this game
and I'm finding it hard to say
I'm lost here.
I know your name
I don't know this game
and I'm finding it hard to say
I'm lost.
And every word I say
gets me closer to
the next one.
And every next word I say
could be the one
that fucks this all up.
I know your name
I don't know this game
and I'm finding it hard to say
I'm lost here.
She's over there
and he's over here
and I'm under severe threat
of losing the thread here.
And every word I say
gets me closer to
the next one.
And every next word I say
could be the one
that fucks this all up. - Track Name: Voices
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The voices in your head
tend to belong to your friends
and sometimes that's bad
and sometimes it's good
it really all depends
on whose voice is the loudest
and what they're trying to say
and just quite how badly
you wish they'd all go away.
This conversation keeps
ending up in a heap
and when I rehearse
it seems to make it worse
I think I get what you say
but not what you mean
I think of our relationship
as a well oiled machine.
I like to break the ice
before I go fishing for
compliments like hey you talk nice
I think that you could talk more
but lately it's been colder
just where I need the most warmth
this interaction's drifting
and it seems lost offshore.
But we won't know
we won't know
until it goes away.
We won't know
we won't know
until it goes away.
But people like you and me
with the impulse to pretend
know that the best lies are those
that are shared amongst best friends.
'Cos if we talk around things
we don't have to think them through
and maybe that room for doubt
might just fit me and you. - Track Name: Think About It Not Exploding
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It's rough when you're feeling like
your head could explode at night
well I'll tell you what to do
think about it not exploding
It's hard when you know at night
that your head's not sleeping right
I'll tell you what to do
just make it not explode anymore.
Somebody turned out the light
somebody turned out the light
and it got dark
too dark to see what you mean.
It's quite like a feeling like
your head's not getting quite
the exposure that it needs
to be understood by anybody
It's quite like a feeling like
your head could explode at night
I'll tell you what to do
just make it not explode anymore. - Track Name: Sleep Over
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I'd sleep with you just to see you in the morning
or to hear you say at three a.m. with your eyes still closed
could you please go?
It's time to leave.
Just get out
'cos this bed ain't big enough for the two of us.
I'd forget you if I knew that I'd remember
but instead I keep you front and centre in my brain
'cos my idea of a friendship
can't be severed
from my ideas
and repetitions
between my ears
'cos this head ain't big enough for the two of us
Come over and we'll see
if conversation's free
or if we pay the price
for being too benign
or being too intimate
and not having the critical distance required.
I'd sleep with you just to see you with your clothes off
or to hear you say with your eyes half closed or open wide
would you please go?
It's time to leave.
Just get out.
I still love you
but I need to sleep
and this bed ain't big enough it ain't big enough.
