The Pantaloon

The Pantaloon
Song by Twenty One Pilots from the album Twenty One Pilots
ISWC:	T-906.533.710-2
Composer:	Tyler Joseph
Lyricist:	Tyler Joseph
Recorded:	Second half of 2009
Producer:	Tyler Joseph
Mixed:	Tyler Joseph, Nick Thomas
Released:	29 December 2009
Length:	3:33
Time signature:	4/4
Tempo:	99
Key:	F major
Live debut:	11 October, 2009
Last performed:	9 November, 2019
Live count:	89
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Twenty One Pilots tracklist
Implicit Demand For Proof Fall Away The Pantaloon Addict With a Pen Friend, Please March To The Sea Johnny Boy Oh, Ms. Believer Air Catcher Trapdoor A Car, A Torch, A Death Taxi Cab Before You Start Your Day Isle Of Flightless Birds

The Pantaloon is the third song on the album Twenty One Pilots by Twenty One Pilots.

Versions

Title	Releas	Length	Recorded	Released	Notes
The Pantaloon	Twenty One Pilots	3:33	Second half of 2009	29 Dec 2009

Background

The song is alternative hip-hop, quite similar to trip-pop and has a melodic pre-chorus and chorus in which vocal samples can be heard.

The track has no live drums and bass and is fully synthesized in Logic Pro X software.

Lyrics

Album version

Your grandpa died When you were nine They said he had lost his mind You have learned Way too soon You should never trust the Pantaloon Now it's your turn To be alone Find a wife and build yourself a home You have learned Way too soon That your dad is now the Pantaloon You are tired You are hurt A moth ate through Your favorite shirt And all your friends Fertilize The ground you walk Lose your mind He's seen too many stare downs Between the sun and the moon In the morning air How he used to hustle all the people Walking through the fairgrounds He's been around so long He's changed his meaning of a chair now Because a chair now, Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people Who glide across the very surface That made his bones feeble The end can't come soon enough But is it too soon? Either way he can't deny He is a Pantaloon You are tired You are hurt A moth ate through Your favorite shirt And all your friends Fertilize The ground you walk Lose your mind You like to sleep alone It's colder than you know 'Cause your skin is so used to colder bones It's warmer in the morning Than what it is at night Your bones are held together By your nightmares and your frights You are tired You are hurt A moth ate through Your favorite shirt And all your friends They fertilize The ground you walk So lose your mind You are tired You are hurt A moth ate through Your favorite shirt And all your friends They fertilize The ground you walk Lose your mind Оригинал: https://lyrsense.com/twenty_one_pilots/the_pantaloon Copyright: https://lyrsense.com ©