In a traffic jam with sweaty hands/
The kids we hype up just to drop/
These few pretty faces in ugly places/
The small towns where we would never stop/
Shitty scenes and tired schemes/
All this art it makes me sick/
And I always wrote better than I spoke/
You couldn't even read my lips/
Home is where the heart is/
Mine is scattered by miles and time/
On this slow suicide with a pack of smokes and cheap bottle of wine/
Passing trends and passing friends/
Magnets floating in a metal sea/
In a world of ghosts all overdosed/
Placebo pills at the pharmacy/
Arguments and your two sense/
All this talk it makes me sick/
And I always wrote better than I spoke/
You couldn't even read my lips/
In this empty room/
I will live with my mistakes/
Hold this straw untill it's gold/
It will or I will break/


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Red Slippers, Red Wheels song meanings
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    General Commentthis is one of the best songs on the cd and this is an awesome cd at that. the ghost are a great band and have great songs. if you can get a chance see them live!!!!
    aafafion March 04, 2002   Link
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    General Commentthe ghost is a band who makes their live shows all the better by adding one important aspect that most other bands. it has nothing to do with alcohol, or cheesy lighting or firework displays, but simply, short explinations of each song before they play.

    like "i wrote this one night when i was just about to go to class, i got to school early and i saw these people doing....." ect.

    that stuff to me, is awesome. to see his connection, and compare it to mine.

    anyway, after listening to this cd constantly after it came out, ive come to the conclusion, that this song is about mass media influence on weak, or uneducated people.

    to me, it seems as if hes mad that when he drives around, he sees all these kids who are so engrossed in wearing their hurley shirts, and having the sun glasses on, or riding in ghetto cars sportin' fubu, and he knows its all a marketed image, and the makers of the products they wear dont give a damn about the kids.

    the "few pretty faces, in ugly places, small towns where you would never stop"

    that continues on with the same thing i was talking about because its very easy for someone like britany spears to perform at a city outside of a larger city, to draw the crowd of kids who are either, completely isolated from a large city, thereby not having gained any experiance to the "tired schemes" that marketers put out, and/or are so dependent on image, that if its strippe from them, they feel they have no place in the world.

    he talks about how pointless trends are, magents floating in a metal sea. once the magnets float past another magent, or trend, the metal attaches onto that. destroying all originality and motivation for anyone to strive to be better.

    the world is fueled by the mighty doller.

    this song is great.

    the ghost, is genious.
    HellionChildon July 30, 2002   Link
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    General CommentYeah, HellionChild, you had some good things to say... And it seems like you get it. Thank you. This is just my little spin on what I always thought this song was about...

    It sounds to me to be about being on the road... Touring from town to town setting up and playing shows to scene kids in small unheard of places.

    "In a traffic jam with sweaty hands/
    The kids we hype up just to drop/
    These few pretty faces in ugly places/
    The small towns where we would never stop/"

    It then goes onto talk about the fake people exploiting the music... (A common theme with The Ghost)

    "Shitty scenes and tired schemes/
    All this art it makes me sick/"
    and
    "All this talk it makes me sick/"


    It seems to me that The Ghost have become imbittered by being submersed in the whole scene and lumped in with people who are soulless (for lack of a more elaborate or accurate word.)
    You see, the Ghost sees throught all the hype and exploited scenes, and they're not afraid to call it by writing about it... That's why I respect them.

    The song seems to get a little personal with the lines:

    "And I always wrote better than I spoke/
    You couldn't even read my lips/"

    And the part that really makes me think this song is about the road is:

    "Home is where the heart is/
    Mine is scattered by miles and time/
    On this slow suicide with a pack of smokes and cheap bottle of wine/"

    Their home is scattered all over the road for miles on tour and such...

    That's just some feelings that I got off the song.

    And it is just a great song... The Ghost truly is.. Genius.














    sickofmusicwitnosoulon August 31, 2002   Link
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    General CommentAnd the whole Wizard of Oz reference with red slippers.. (There's no place like home.)
    sickofmusicwitnosoulon September 07, 2002   Link
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    General Commentthe ghost is a wonderful band live, and i've had the privelege to see them about four times and at their last show...so sad...they were a greta band, and i've met Brian and he is a realyl nice and down to earth guy
    esperanzaon January 22, 2005   Link

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