BULLSEYE

by TOM PAPPAS COLLECTION

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Recorded leisurely over 2015 at County Q in Nashville, TN With Mike Purcell. and at What's your sound in East Nashville,TN. with Tommy Daley. Definitively bigger production levels while still maintaining down to Earth sounds. Bullseye is reminiscent of Tom Petty's Damn the Torpedoes , Urge Overkill's Saturation and Superdrag's Head trip in every Key. Get Down , listen up and Decide for yourself.

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released February 28, 2016

Nate Moran - Drums and Percussion
Tom Pappas - Vocals, Backgrounds, Guitar and Piano
Sean Zywick - Bass, Bass Organ and backgrounds

Tracks 1-5,9-11 Recorded by Mike Purcell at County Q in Nashville, TN.

Tracks 6-8 Recorded by Tommy Daley at What's Your Sound in East Nashville , TN.

Mixed By Mike Purcell at County Q.

Produced by Mike Purcell, Tom Daley and Tom Pappas.

Matt Mellon Trumpet on track 7.

Toby Penner Background Vocals tracks 6-8.

Sean Zywick Backgrounds on track 10 and Bass Organ on tracks 4 and
10.

Cover Photo By Deno Pappas.

Artwork by Shane Tutmarc.

Contact senatorpappas@yahoo.com

All Songs Tom Pappas and the Collection (copyright symbol) 2016 Audio Idiot Music.

Misirlou riff in Misirlouesque public domain,

Thankyou Almighty GOD!

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TOM PAPPAS COLLECTION Nashville, Tennessee

Tom Pappas started writting , recording and performing in 1992. Released 20 LPs and 4 EPs with THE USED TO BE, SUPERDRAG , WHIP! , FLESH VEHICLE, ROCK CITY BIRDHOUSE & TOM PAPPAS COLLECTION. 20 U.S. tours. 2 European tours. Played The BBC, The Conan O'Brien Show, MTV, The Ryman, Bonnaroo, Red Rocks Colorado, The Filmore East and West. Toured With Green Day, Weezer, Big Star, etc, etc. etc. ... more

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Track Name: Absence of Light
Justify your own existence. When you know you're as good as dead.
Keep in line with our own insistence. That on our own is where we make make our bed.

In the Absence of light we're groping in the dark. In the Absence of light we're looking for a spark. In the Absence of light. In the Absence of light. the Absence of light. In the Absence of light.

Good things in a place of GOD! Golden calf is riding high on the hog.
About face from your disgrace. Metanoia is in its place.

In the Absence of light we're groping in the dark. In the Absence of light we're looking for a spark. In the Absence of light. In the Absence of light. the Absence of light. In the Absence of light.

Solo - Breakdown

In In the Absence of light we're groping in the dark. In the Absence of light we're looking for a spark. In the Absence of light. In the Absence of light. the Absence of light. In the Absence of light.

And we wonder why we're crying. And we wonder why we're dying. And we ask ourselves why are things this way?

4X Go Away!
Track Name: Bullseye
Hammer down and hit the nail upon the head. Press a button as a madman buries his dead.

Shoot an arrow directly into the sky. Freak out on a naked Bullseye. Bullseye.

Treat the symptom not the problem at hand. Double down all solutions are banned. Yeah!

Shoot an arrow directly into the sky. Freak out on a naked Bullseye. Bullseye.

Solo

Overwhelm the senses of the mind. Make out with your favorite valentine.Yeah

Shoot an arrow directly into the sky. Freakout on a naked Bullseye. Bullseye. Bullseye. Bullseye.
Track Name: Powder Dove '16
Never drown , never dream, never sleep at night. Never feel alright.
Kinda cold on a roll in a beam of light. Your really out of sight.

You never ever seem to run. Take a distant glance. Glance at the Sun (Son). You never ever seem to care. Take a fleeting pass at what we share.

Passing time on a rhyme on a Powder Dove. Never Fall in Love.
Powder Dove , Powder Dove, Powder Dove all day! You're Morally Decayed.

You never ever seem to run. Take a distant glance. Glance at the Sun (Son). You never ever seem to care. Take a fleeting pass at what you share.
Track Name: Afraid of the Dark
Take anther giant pour like you've done before. Cadillac, Hart attack. You're gut are made of iron ore.

You're Afraid of the dark,

Drift away in a lifeless vacuum. Void of any hate. Take a bow. Have a cow. You're begging at the Pearly Gates.

You're Afriad of the Dark. You're Afraid of the dark. The Boogie man is Dooling.

solo - Breakdown.

Breaking laws in our natural state. Our love is broken but it's never to late. Everybody's going there. Can you feel the goose bump hair? You must be dreaming.

Drinking fire from a plastic cup. Put it down and you get filled up. Everybody's going there. Can you feel the goose bump hair? Can you feel your Psyche tear? You must be dreaming.

Killing everything in sight makes you feel at home. Bragging rights. Electric Kites. Shooting from the temple dome.

You're Afriad of the Dark. You're Afraid of the dark. The Boogie man is Dooling.
Track Name: Industry Morgue
Got a lie, a lie inside your veins. When you die the truth is all that remains you're an Industry fool.
Call a car on your plastic little phone. Car arrives , I'll be driving you uptown. I'll send you to the Morgue.

Driving H.I.G.s to die at the Industry Morgue.

Buzz me to your office in the sky. Bring a Bat and a ski mask for a Disguise. I'll send you to the Morgue.
As I bounce the bat just left of your skull. You're conscience mind quickly starts to dull. I'll send you to the Morgue.

Driving H.I.G.S to die at the Industry Morgue.

Now it's time to bury our dead. Your my friend with the H.I.G. on your head. When you fail he'll slowly forget your name. Forget you just the same!

Industry Morgue , Industry Morgue, Industry Morgue, Industry Morgue
H.I.G - Huge Industry Giant
Track Name: Undone
It's time to clean out your clock. It's time to clean out your clock. Ticking froward and knock you off your block.

Nobody knows your fate. Everybody knows your bait. Dangling on the hook you call your life.

Reeling in your line. Freedom sometimes binds. Wishing for the voice of the truth.

And come Undone. Come Undone. Come Undone. Until you've won.

Our mouths are full of pride. A knife beneath our hide. Soldier forward until you can abide.

Can you feel it pulling? As your stomach's churning. Begging for release from your sick.

Reeling in your line. Freedom sometimes binds. Wishing for the voice of the truth.

And come Undone. Come Undone. Come Undone. Until you've won.

solo

Tell it like it is. Do you like this biz. Downward spiral as you fight for your life.

Desperation knows no bounds. In field of burial mounds. Question and answer. You're a disaster of hurt.

Reeling in your line. Freedom sometimes binds. Listen for the voice of the truth.

And come Undone. Come Undone. Come Undone. Until you've won.
Track Name: An Ounce of Truth
Going over your time, since the moment of birth.
One more from the Word, rising up from the Earth.

We all got disease,even though we're at ease.
Snapshot of the clues here's a toast to your blues.

2X An Ounce of Truth out weighs the whole world.

Neither here nor there.. Your heart is stripped bare.
Oil and Wine the Shepherd's right on time.

Led into a feast. Tripped up by the beast.
Lay down your cards for the last yard.

4X An Ounce of Truth out weighs the whole world.

At the end of your rope. We all gotta cope.
Do it on our own and end up alone.

4X An Ounce of Truth out weighs the whole world.
Track Name: Loaded Question
Loaded Question, Resurrection. Loaded Question , What happens when you die?

Tuning in and dropping out. Tap dancing with a touch of gout. You got no chance, you are the source of calamity.

Rushing thoughts to the Moscow dance. Forgiving enemies without a glance. Erasing portraits in the age of the nuclear Son.

2X Loaded Question, Resurrection. Loaded Question , What happens when you die?

Punched in the face by immortal words. Everything living ends up in an urn.
Don't you see? Enjoy the time you got.

Dropkick the burdens of this life. Pearls of wisdom coming from my Wife.
Silver linings unleashed at the end of time.

Solo

4X Loaded Question, Resurrection. Loaded Question , What happens when you die?
Track Name: Post Mortem Hearts
Pine to the will of the furies immortal glance.
Lifting shades to the widows in notoriously short cut pants.

You don't know me, yes you do . Post Mortem Hearts , Kajagoogoo. Blow it. Never to return.

Disclose all the pain and the worry of your soul. Tower to the skies echos Myron on a roll.

You don't know me, yes you do . Post Mortem Hearts , Kajagoogoo. Blow it. Never to return. To Return. Go!

solo

You don't know me, yes you do . Post Mortem Hearts , Kajagoo.
You don't know me, yes you do . Post Mortem Hearts , Kajagoo.
You don't know me, yes you do . Post Mortem Hearts , Kajagoogoo. Blow it. Never to return. To Return. Go!

solo

You Don't Blow it !
Track Name: Molten Lead
Tears upon your pillow kisses on your head. Tears upon your pillow sheets raining down like molten lead .

Sackcloth and ashes. Town square at Nineveh. Sackcloth and ashes are all you have to pay.

solo

Could you ever be wanting for a place to hide. Could you ever be wanting for someone to change the tide.

Tears upon your pillow kisses on your head. Tears upon your pillow sheets raining down like molten lead .
Track Name: Misirlouesque
You ain't got no words Lieutenant Dan.