[INTRO] Boom boom boom Flag up in the wind and the field went room Pan threw the flag and flattered earth flew Dust did a dance when the day split through Boom boom boom Pan Fryer grinned because he already knew The lane was a joke and the joke was true They all yelled go but he bent askew through [VERSE 1] Pan Fryer lit when the pennant pitched Heel hit dirt and the daylight twitched Lean like a blade with a laugh half-hitched Gone so quick that the whole frame glitched An army of randos came rambling late Mouths full of theories and second-rate fate Clocking the footprints and copying gait Building dumb diagrams next to the gate One tried strings and one tried shoes One took notes in a neon snooze One screamed "secrets" while one blamed booze None could parse how the pulse-line moved Pan ran clean with a lucid tread No fake ritual fog in his head No borrowed myth from a forum thread Just living flame where the timid had read [PRE-CHORUS] They measured the mud and they missed the sun Counted the crumbs and confused the run Studied the sound after sound was done Chasing the spark with a soaking gun [CHORUS] Boom boom boom There goes Pan smoke the pack goes plume Huff puff bluff creeping cloud of doom Trying to harvest vanished tune? Boom boom boom! Randos rummaging the rattle and gloom Picking through echoes with a garden spoon Too slow to see why the road made room [VERSE 2] One built shrine to new starting flag One parrot jargon in a plastic bag One wore purpose like a price-tag brag One got proud of counterfeit swag They fumbled with this and they fiddled with that With maps gone mad and a bureaucrat hat With hacks half-baked and a copycat pat Like ducks the derby all flat-foot splat Pan was soul spirit rhythm and readiness fused A feral finesse they could never use Not because hidden or meanly mused Because fools stay full feckless fumes they choose He ran by feel and a finer attuned key A sovereign velocity, peerless savage and free Not from a manual, school, but on spree Square level within and plumb immediacy [BREAKDOWN] baaa Ha ha Look at them loop Ha ha Lost in the soup Ha ha Chasing the chalk after rain baaa Ha ha Sheep trying to bottle lightning [VERSE 3] After years go by they'll still convene Around old tracks with a graveyard sheen Arguing angles and what it could mean Like priests shit skid blur from a bygone scene They say maybe left then maybe right Maybe he fasted by candlelight Maybe he whispered to speed at night Maybe the shoes were the source of might cosmos hears this and the heavens shake Rib by rib starts a seismic quake Bent at the waist by the joy they make Laughing so hard even gods can break Near the line with the finish near He sees their charts and he starts to veer Laugh-laugh-laugh till the end goes sheer Falls in the grass with a gleaming tear Never crossed but he did not lose He left them none of the final clues Just cosmic crumbs and impossible news Karmic delicious with zero reviews [CHORUS] Boom boom boom There goes Pan smoke the pack goes plume Huff puff bluff creeping cloud of doom Trying to harvest vanished tune? Boom boom boom! Randos rummaging the rattle and gloom Picking through echoes with a garden spoon Too slow to see why the road made room [OUTRO] Flag still flaps where the first laugh rang Wind will to power keeps original slang Pan Fryer gone with epic grin we sing Randos forever trapped in the after-clang Lost for all time in the great catch-up Licking old dust from an empty cup Trying to follow what will not sup Karmic delicious Drink it up [LOOP HOOK] Boom boom boom Too dumb, too late, too lost, too soon Boom boom boom Chasing a ghost in a paper moon Pan Planned the Paltry Entry Pan knew, time would come to once again go free So... go ahead try and replace me
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