Jane's Addiction vocalist Perry Farrell gives Adam Reader some heartfelt insight into Jane’s Addiction's hard rock manifesto "Mountain Song", which was the second single from their revolutionary album Nothing's Shocking. Mountain song was first recorded in 1986 and appeared on the soundtrack to the film Dudes starring Jon Cryer. The version on Nothing's Shocking was re-recorded in 1988.
"'Mountain Song' was actually about... I hate to say it but... drugs. Climbing this mountain and getting as high as you can, and then coming down that mountain," reveals Farrell. "What it feels to descend from the mountain top... not easy at all. The ascension is tough but exhilarating. Getting down is... it's a real bummer. Drugs is not for everybody obviously. For me, I wanted to experience the heights, and the lows come along with it."
"There's a part - 'Cash in now honey, cash in Miss Smith.' Miss Smith is my Mother; our last name was Smith. Cashing in when she cashed in her life. So... she decided that, to her... at that time, she was desperate. Life wasn't worth it for her, that was her opinion. Some people think, never take your life, and some people find that their life isn't worth living. She was in love with my Dad, and my Dad was not faithful to her, and it broke her heart. She was very desperate and she did something that I know she regrets."
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
Rest upon your laurels, glad you found your peace, but
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
Rapping at the chapel door
Sweeping up an enemys floor
Do not touch or make a sound
Keep your eyes upon the ground
Read your countless volumes
Shunned your many sins
But I cannot find salvation
In the rattlin of your tins
I wish good to your children
And their own children, too
But your armor will not fit me
Although, fine, its suiting you
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
Rest upon your laurels, glad you found your peace, but
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
A flag is waved, a bomb is thrown
So many names and dates to know
Books upon the books are stacked
To get something so simple back
We're talkin' revolution
But spirals not the spins
Where you fall down, dizzy
And forget where to begin
I wish good to your children
And their own children, too
But your armor will not fit me
Although, fine, its suiting you
Turn your blessings into weapons
And hold them before your chest
To you and all your comrades
I only wish the best
We may not meet again
For we are treading separate trails
But I'll cast off and think of you
On seas or roads or rails
From chapels to the armies
Magician to the knave
You either blaze your own trail
Or you're diggin' your own grave
I wish good to your children
And their own children, too
But your armor will not fit me
Although, fine, its suiting you
Your armour will not fit me
Although, fine, it's suiting you
Farewell good fellows
Farewell good fellows, your ways are not for me
Farewell good fellows
Farewell good fellows, your ways are not for me
Not for me
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
Rest upon your laurels, glad you found your peace, but
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
Rapping at the chapel door
Sweeping up an enemys floor
Do not touch or make a sound
Keep your eyes upon the ground
Read your countless volumes
Shunned your many sins
But I cannot find salvation
In the rattlin of your tins
I wish good to your children
And their own children, too
But your armor will not fit me
Although, fine, its suiting you
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
Rest upon your laurels, glad you found your peace, but
Farewell, good fellows, your ways are not for me
A flag is waved, a bomb is thrown
So many names and dates to know
Books upon the books are stacked
To get something so simple back
We're talkin' revolution
But spirals not the spins
Where you fall down, dizzy
And forget where to begin
I wish good to your children
And their own children, too
But your armor will not fit me
Although, fine, its suiting you
Turn your blessings into weapons
And hold them before your chest
To you and all your comrades
I only wish the best
We may not meet again
For we are treading separate trails
But I'll cast off and think of you
On seas or roads or rails
From chapels to the armies
Magician to the knave
You either blaze your own trail
Or you're diggin' your own grave
I wish good to your children
And their own children, too
But your armor will not fit me
Although, fine, its suiting you
Your armour will not fit me
Although, fine, it's suiting you
Farewell good fellows
Farewell good fellows, your ways are not for me
Farewell good fellows
Farewell good fellows, your ways are not for me
Not for me
Lyrics submitted by greenzob
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Jane's Addiction vocalist Perry Farrell gives Adam Reader some heartfelt insight into Jane’s Addiction's hard rock manifesto "Mountain Song", which was the second single from their revolutionary album Nothing's Shocking. Mountain song was first recorded in 1986 and appeared on the soundtrack to the film Dudes starring Jon Cryer. The version on Nothing's Shocking was re-recorded in 1988.
"'Mountain Song' was actually about... I hate to say it but... drugs. Climbing this mountain and getting as high as you can, and then coming down that mountain," reveals Farrell. "What it feels to descend from the mountain top... not easy at all. The ascension is tough but exhilarating. Getting down is... it's a real bummer. Drugs is not for everybody obviously. For me, I wanted to experience the heights, and the lows come along with it."
"There's a part - 'Cash in now honey, cash in Miss Smith.' Miss Smith is my Mother; our last name was Smith. Cashing in when she cashed in her life. So... she decided that, to her... at that time, she was desperate. Life wasn't worth it for her, that was her opinion. Some people think, never take your life, and some people find that their life isn't worth living. She was in love with my Dad, and my Dad was not faithful to her, and it broke her heart. She was very desperate and she did something that I know she regrets."
Gentle Hour
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Great version of a great song,
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I always thought this song was about Against Me! Even if that wasn't the intention of it.