I Am a Coin
I’m the root of all this city’s evil, and the one who’s feeding all your people...
Scott & Emile in Instanbul, Turkey, 2010 where the idea for the song began.
I Am A Coin
Lyrics
I don’t understand all these names you gave me
Or the little games you invent to save me
While I hide out in your safe
Night and daytime you come borrow me
I plant a little seed so you get discouraged
I can make a man feel like his hurt
Is all he’ll feel in this world
And there’s so many men in this world
—
I’m the root of all this city’s evil
And the one who’s feeding all your people
I fall down and inflate
When you are sleeping I stay awake
—
People curse my name
For all they’ve got
Is not all they want
People bite my face
And place their bets on my tails or head
—
I’m the little coin that sends you working
Sweat along your brow until you’ve fallen
And you lay down in the earth
When you’ve quit talking
I’m still alive!
Album: Language of Ghosts
Released September 30, 2014
Scott Zuniga-Vocals, Guitars / Emilie Zuniga-Vocals / Matt Puckett-Guitars / Maurice Chammah-Violin, Viola / Christopher Cox-Bass, Synthesizer / Matthew Shepherd-Drums, Percussion / Tamir Kalifa-Accordion
Co-produced by Maurice Chammah and Matt Puckett
Additional production and arrangements - Christopher Cox & Grant Johnson of Fat Fuse Music
Engineer - Grant Johnson
Additional Engineers - Brad Bell (Isla’s Promise, Witness Protection Program, Blood of a Poet, Slow Motion), Evan Kasper (Witness Protection Program)
Recorded and mixed at Good Danny’s in Austin, Texas
Additional tracking and mixing at Public Hi-Fi, Ohm Recording Facility, Church House Studios - Austin, Texas
Packaging and logo design - Sam Stroman & Scott Zuniga
Photographs - Ty Arnold (taken in Palmyra, Syria, 2010)
© 2014 Scott Zuniga. All rights reserved.
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- Scott