In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Now ain't that more like it? Oh, that is so nice.
I think I'm about at the peak of my erotic.
Drawers shakin', bodies flowin'. I know that's right.
All of the women, it's a pandemonium.
Lots of burnin' drawers in here, gotta get me some.
Let me make up my mind, I gotta pick me one.
Here's another comin' now, it's a mass hysteria.
Wild chaotic, peak of my erotic. There's a riot goin' on.
People manic, dancin' in a panic. We call it pandemonium.
We call it pandemonium.
We call it pandemonium.
This place is out of control from all the excitement.
.... Hey Morris?
Yes?
.... Cool us down.
Naw, I don't like Eskimos.
I like'em hot with firecracker shakes, a body build that flows.
So gigolos like me can work the dance floor.
Oh, shake it now.
.... Go, Morris!
That's right. You wouldn't happen to have some liniment, would you?
Turn around. - Shake.
Lemme look at you. - Shake.
Shake it. - Shake.
Wild chaotic, peak of my erotic. There's a riot goin' on.
People manic, dancin' in a panic. We call it pandemonium.
We call it pandemonium.
Shake, shake, shake.
We call it pandemonium.
Shake, shake, shake.
Oh, hey, pandemonium. You sing. - Oh, hey, pandemonium!
Oh, drawers shake, pandemonium. Huh? - Drawers shake, pandemonium!
Drawers, they burnin'. - They burnin', they burnin'!
Drawers, they on fire. - Them hot!
Drawers, they burnin'. - They burnin', they burnin'!
Drawers, they on fire. - Oh, is them yo' drawers Morris?
Oh, hey, pandemonium. y'all sing. - Oh, hey, pandemonium!
Yeah, drawers shake, pandemonium. Yeah. - Drawers shake, pandemonium!
Fellas? - Yeah!
I'm back. - Back!
The aristocratic black. - Black!
My whip ain't got no crack. - Crack!
But we got a hell of a bang. - Got a hell of a bang!
America, I'm back. - Back!
The aristocratic black. - Black!
My whip ain't got no crack. - Crack!
But it got a hell of a bang. - Got a hell of a bang!
Drawers? - Yeah!
I'm back. - Back!
The aristocratic black. - Black!
My whip ain't got no crack. - Crack!
But we got a hell of a bang. - Got a hell of a bang, whoo!
I think I'm about at the peak of my erotic.
Drawers shakin', bodies flowin'. I know that's right.
All of the women, it's a pandemonium.
Lots of burnin' drawers in here, gotta get me some.
Let me make up my mind, I gotta pick me one.
Here's another comin' now, it's a mass hysteria.
Wild chaotic, peak of my erotic. There's a riot goin' on.
People manic, dancin' in a panic. We call it pandemonium.
We call it pandemonium.
We call it pandemonium.
This place is out of control from all the excitement.
.... Hey Morris?
Yes?
.... Cool us down.
Naw, I don't like Eskimos.
I like'em hot with firecracker shakes, a body build that flows.
So gigolos like me can work the dance floor.
Oh, shake it now.
.... Go, Morris!
That's right. You wouldn't happen to have some liniment, would you?
Turn around. - Shake.
Lemme look at you. - Shake.
Shake it. - Shake.
Wild chaotic, peak of my erotic. There's a riot goin' on.
People manic, dancin' in a panic. We call it pandemonium.
We call it pandemonium.
Shake, shake, shake.
We call it pandemonium.
Shake, shake, shake.
Oh, hey, pandemonium. You sing. - Oh, hey, pandemonium!
Oh, drawers shake, pandemonium. Huh? - Drawers shake, pandemonium!
Drawers, they burnin'. - They burnin', they burnin'!
Drawers, they on fire. - Them hot!
Drawers, they burnin'. - They burnin', they burnin'!
Drawers, they on fire. - Oh, is them yo' drawers Morris?
Oh, hey, pandemonium. y'all sing. - Oh, hey, pandemonium!
Yeah, drawers shake, pandemonium. Yeah. - Drawers shake, pandemonium!
Fellas? - Yeah!
I'm back. - Back!
The aristocratic black. - Black!
My whip ain't got no crack. - Crack!
But we got a hell of a bang. - Got a hell of a bang!
America, I'm back. - Back!
The aristocratic black. - Black!
My whip ain't got no crack. - Crack!
But it got a hell of a bang. - Got a hell of a bang!
Drawers? - Yeah!
I'm back. - Back!
The aristocratic black. - Black!
My whip ain't got no crack. - Crack!
But we got a hell of a bang. - Got a hell of a bang, whoo!
Lyrics submitted by maggotbrain
Pandemonium Lyrics as written by James Harris Iii James Samuel Iii Harris
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics powered by LyricFind
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
More Featured Meanings
Standing On The Edge Of Summer
Thursday
Thursday
Dreamwalker
Silent Planet
Silent Planet
I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
Blue
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
“Blue” is a song about a love that is persisting in the discomfort of the person experiencing the emotion. Ed Sheeran reflects on love lost, and although he wishes his former partner find happiness, he cannot but admit his feelings are still very much there. He expresses the realization that he might never find another on this stringed instrumental by Aaron Dessner.
Amazing
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran tells a story of unsuccessfully trying to feel “Amazing.” This track is about the being weighed down by emotional stress despite valiant attempts to find some positivity in the situation. This track was written by Ed Sheeran from the perspective of his friend. From the track, we see this person fall deeper into the negative thoughts and slide further down the path of mental torment with every lyric.
Page
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
There aren’t many things that’ll hurt more than giving love a chance against your better judgement only to have your heart crushed yet again. Ed Sheeran tells such a story on “Page.” On this track, he is devastated to have lost his lover and even more saddened by the feeling that he may never move on from this.