"Angela" as written by and John Vanderslice....
Angela
Don't be mad
There's something I've got to tell you dear
Before you come back here
I lost, I lost your bunny
I let him out of the cage
He was eating spring mix on the carpet
He jumped through a window into the haze
And hopped down Magnolia Boulevard
No way he'll survive
Maybe those last days of freedom
Were the best of his life
Angela
I know you don't mean that dear
Take it as sign
All your hopes and dreams were
Whispered into some dead rabbit sheen
Angela
We searched until dawn
The last time I saw him
He was lovingly crossing the Henderson's front lawn
Then he hopped down Magnolia Boulevard
No way he'll survive
Maybe those last days of freedom
Were the best of his life
Angela
It's no way to live
All your hopes and fears were
Whispered into some dead rabbit's ears
What do we have left here anyway?
The abandoned warehouse scene
Mean art kids, half-hearted openings
And synthesized, bullshit art dreams
Let's leave Magnolia Boulevard
It's the only way we'll survive
Get some land out in the middle of nowhere...
Don't be mad
There's something I've got to tell you dear
Before you come back here
I lost, I lost your bunny
I let him out of the cage
He was eating spring mix on the carpet
He jumped through a window into the haze
And hopped down Magnolia Boulevard
No way he'll survive
Maybe those last days of freedom
Were the best of his life
Angela
I know you don't mean that dear
Take it as sign
All your hopes and dreams were
Whispered into some dead rabbit sheen
Angela
We searched until dawn
The last time I saw him
He was lovingly crossing the Henderson's front lawn
Then he hopped down Magnolia Boulevard
No way he'll survive
Maybe those last days of freedom
Were the best of his life
Angela
It's no way to live
All your hopes and fears were
Whispered into some dead rabbit's ears
What do we have left here anyway?
The abandoned warehouse scene
Mean art kids, half-hearted openings
And synthesized, bullshit art dreams
Let's leave Magnolia Boulevard
It's the only way we'll survive
Get some land out in the middle of nowhere...
Lyrics submitted by balalín
"Angela" as written by John Vanderslice
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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This song is about someone telling a girl named Angela that her bunny ran away, and then using the fact that the animal is gone to convince her that they ought to leave home, too. The story seems pretty straightforward to me, except for the last couple of verses. What exactly is the abandoned warehouse scene? Where do the art dreams come in?
I love the way he sings "maybe those last days of freedom were the best of his life" - it's a nice attempt at cheering up somebody who just lost a pet.
The song seems to be about unfettered freedom, and how scary it can be. Sure, there may be negative consequences, but ultimately, those negative consequences are worth an untimely demise. Then the parallel between people trapped in their given situation versus embarking on a new journey...
John Vanderslice is awesome.