This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
[Chorus]
In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
If you can't locate your thought off
Might as well go on take your dead home, home, home, home
In the land of a million drums
I catch a pattern that spit rings around you like Saturn
Intergalactic tracks, I make 'em like magstrulium
This one for Scooby, pass the doobie I'mma do me one, do me one
Only you clean over
I pick up the mic and rock it while I'm sober
For the rated G exposure if you listen to what I'm tryin' to told ya
We fathers with seeds of our own
We're talking about sons and daughters boy, not roots and clones
Now that the theory gone wrong
An embryo with no soul
Stuck in this green mini-van with my lungs in a choke hold
Shaggy, pass the bombastic
Daphne said, "Don't do that"
Freaky Fred smashed the gas and slammed us into traffic
Now Scrappy want to box and throw them bows
So I had to sic the pitbull on him before he could pass one blow
Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo (Scooby-Doobie-Doo)
In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
[Chorus]
Woke up from a long night of hanging out with Shaggy
Oh no, lost my last baggy of Scooby snackies
Shaggy, wake up, we've been had
Our Scooby snacks, they got the whole stash
He said, "Who who, I don't have a clue"
I suspect the thirteen ghosts of Scooby-Doo
Call Vincent Price up on the Nextel
Tell him to send another package right through the mail
In the meantime, I'mma call Thelma to tell her
To get the Mystery Machine ready
I'm two-wayin' Daphne and Freddy
Me and Shaggy dressed in all black, strapped
Dippin' through the flash, tryin' to get our stash back
Roundin' up suspects, collectin' clues
I got a question, where the hell is Scooby-Doo when you need 'em
The hound's only found when you feed him
In fact he probably got my sack
Tell him holler back
In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
If you can't locate your thought off
Might as well go on take your dead home, home, home, home
Break it down, break it down baby, 'til the flow jumps off the ground
Oh break it down, lookin' over yonder 'til the walls come tumblin' down
Oh, yes lord why ain't gotta tell me two times but you know I know
Oh, break it down, break it down baby, cause I want why y'all all to know
We rock the world
[Chorus]
[Repeat: x5]
I could of got away with it, if it wasn't for ya meddlin' kids
(Oh no, oh no)
In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
If you can't locate your thought off
Might as well go on take your dead home, home, home, home
In the land of a million drums
I catch a pattern that spit rings around you like Saturn
Intergalactic tracks, I make 'em like magstrulium
This one for Scooby, pass the doobie I'mma do me one, do me one
Only you clean over
I pick up the mic and rock it while I'm sober
For the rated G exposure if you listen to what I'm tryin' to told ya
We fathers with seeds of our own
We're talking about sons and daughters boy, not roots and clones
Now that the theory gone wrong
An embryo with no soul
Stuck in this green mini-van with my lungs in a choke hold
Shaggy, pass the bombastic
Daphne said, "Don't do that"
Freaky Fred smashed the gas and slammed us into traffic
Now Scrappy want to box and throw them bows
So I had to sic the pitbull on him before he could pass one blow
Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo (Scooby-Doobie-Doo)
In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
[Chorus]
Woke up from a long night of hanging out with Shaggy
Oh no, lost my last baggy of Scooby snackies
Shaggy, wake up, we've been had
Our Scooby snacks, they got the whole stash
He said, "Who who, I don't have a clue"
I suspect the thirteen ghosts of Scooby-Doo
Call Vincent Price up on the Nextel
Tell him to send another package right through the mail
In the meantime, I'mma call Thelma to tell her
To get the Mystery Machine ready
I'm two-wayin' Daphne and Freddy
Me and Shaggy dressed in all black, strapped
Dippin' through the flash, tryin' to get our stash back
Roundin' up suspects, collectin' clues
I got a question, where the hell is Scooby-Doo when you need 'em
The hound's only found when you feed him
In fact he probably got my sack
Tell him holler back
In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
If you can't locate your thought off
Might as well go on take your dead home, home, home, home
Break it down, break it down baby, 'til the flow jumps off the ground
Oh break it down, lookin' over yonder 'til the walls come tumblin' down
Oh, yes lord why ain't gotta tell me two times but you know I know
Oh, break it down, break it down baby, cause I want why y'all all to know
We rock the world
[Chorus]
[Repeat: x5]
I could of got away with it, if it wasn't for ya meddlin' kids
(Oh no, oh no)
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