Amazatron

by Denny Zartman

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released December 15, 2011

Written by Denny Zartman. Performed, & produced by Denny Zartman, except "Tha Bigg Mutha Wilta" featuring Dennis Wayne on vocals and "Quiet Night" produced by Stephen Keown and featuring Stephen Keown on keyboards. Thank you & love to everyone for all your support!

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Track Name: And The Twelve
AND THE TWELVE

Music & Lyrics by Denny Zartman ©2011

Feeling lost
All alone
Now here we go again
Round and round
Up and down
And starting at the end
If I could
Write a song
And show you what I mean
Every word
What I want
Describing all my dreams
Rhyming verse
Counted sounds
Like onstage in a play
I would want
It to change your mind
And make you stay

Why do you
Never think
Of what we’ll never do
Let me know
What went wrong
Or what I did to you
If you could
Look in me
Well this is what you’d see
My heart bound
With your love
And what you’ve done to me
Make me sigh
Make me sing
Trouble will go away
And then say
Until then
We’ll meet another day
Track Name: Quiet Night
QUIET NIGHT

Music & Lyrics by Denny Zartman ©2011

I can see your picture on the shelf
Reminding me that I am by myself
I see no shadow on the wall
Telling me I am nowhere at all

Quiet night as I lay sleeping
Quiet night as I lay stoned
Quiet night please believe me
Leave my memory alone

Quiet night
Quiet night
All alone

Lying here thinking about death
Crying over it with my every breath
Think I’ll go and waste me some more time
It wasn’t what I really had in mind

Quiet night as I lay sleeping
Quiet night as I lay stoned
Quiet night please believe me
Leave my memory alone
Leave my body back at home
Because I am a rolling stone

Quiet night
Quiet night
All alone
All alone
Like you throw a dog a bone
All alone
Track Name: Price To Pay
PRICE TO PAY

Music & Lyrics by Denny Zartman ©2011

You should stay
And I should go away
Like we all did
When we couldn’t get along
They said one more verse
And we’ll all sing along
Nice and strong
Like dice
Thrown in the alley way
There is a price
That we all have to pay
To stay
In your heart
Beating like a drum
It goes on and on
I can’t see
Like lightning striking twice
In mine
And in my fantasy
I see me
And you
Together
For eternity

Heart
Beating in my chest
All those kids
They need their rest
To test me for
All those things I know
That you done did
Before the show
Has to go
On and on
And on and on
Until the end
Goodbye my friend
We’ll see you again
Track Name: Reality Biker
REALITY BIKER

Music & Lyrics by Denny Zartman ©2011

Reality biker Virtua Striker
Living like a villain on the island of Riker
Down to the bottom of the center of hell
Satan is waiting with a demon as well
World Wide Web on your DSL
The hoof and the horse and the kingdom that fell
You can’t make a living by leaving it alone
You can’t get away from your cellular phone

So get along
Sweet little woman
Get along
Get on your way
Get along
Sweet little baby
You’ve come a long, long, long way

Putting feces in the Reese's Pieces
Lawyers make a living by liening on leases
Living and loving and life and death
You’re full of hot air so save your breath
Making jokes with the old folks
Blowing Pepsi out your nose is better than Coke
Wiggling around like a wiggly worm
When they’re under pressure you can watch them squirm

And go away
Give up now and go away
No matter what you say
Gotta go
Come back another day
And we’ll play okay

Just when you thought it would never end
Well here it comes around and back again
It thrills you and chills you and kills you so
On and on don’t you know
Country comfort
Southern grammar
Not like Hammer
Like UmJammer
Amazatron Electroshock
My box booms me around the block

Boombox
Big black bad boombox
Awesome and rad
You rock
You kick so much ass
Mixing those tunes like water and gas

Oh, reality biker
Virtua Striker
Don’t you like her?
Track Name: Night Is Calling
NIGHT IS CALLING

Music & Lyrics by Denny Zartman ©2011

Night is calling
You to stay
Flags are falling
Fire away

I felt her walk into the room
The lights went out
I felt her breath on my skin
I felt the weight of her lips

She touched me
She kissed me
I kissed her back
We kissed
Track Name: Let It Go
LET IT GO

Music & Lyrics by Denny Zartman ©2011

Let it go
Go again

Sometimes at night when you’re feeling all right
You can say you’re no square and you’ve had it to there
And you’re slinging the shit as you chomp at the bit
I will rhyme and I’ll steal and we shuffle and deal

Let it go
Go again

You can run
But you can’t hide
From all the things
Down inside
You can have
Anything
But you can never sing
You got played
You got served
You must have a lot of nerve
You don’t speak
You don’t hear
You don’t see evil near

Let it go
Go again

Keeping my word as I dive overboard
I am swimming with sharks
And I’m flying with sparks
And you’re rolling that stone
And you feel that you’re all alone
You’re ringing that bell
As your soul goes to hell

Let it go
Go again
Come on and sing it with me
Track Name: Zen Diner
ZEN DINER

Music & Lyrics by Denny Zartman ©2011

Just down the corner
From the club existential
The zen diner awaits you
Even though the sign says closed
The bar is sinister
And the waiters aint waiting
The price of a whiskey
Is all of your gold
A dollar for water
Even though the sign says free
A double for my baby
And half a glass for me

I knew the place was weird
When I first walked through that door
The lights were flickering
And the dang jukebox was broke
I mean it kept on playing
The same song over and over
The dangedest worst song
That some guy never wrote

You can’t dance on a dance floor
That’s full of holes and nails
You can’t eat your escargot
If your plate is full of snails

Just down the corner
From the club existential
The zen diner awaits you
Even though the sign says closed
The bar is sinister
And the waiters aint waiting
The price of a whiskey
Is all of your gold

A dollar for water
Even though the sign says free
A double for my baby
And half a glass for me
A double for my baby
And half a glass for me
A double for my baby
And half a glass
I’ll be on my ass
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