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"
never felt like this 'til I went out west and met the guys in Bim
I smoked some of that wicked Vinnie's hooch now I forget where I live
There's a silly little man with a bad haircut
Blabbin on about a Ska Parade
He tells me that I cuss too much
I wish he'd go away
I don't care about jack shit
I just wanna pick my nose
Maybe drool upon myself
Cuz that's the way it goes
We didn't take no petrified rocks and we aint got no fruit flies
Our van is void of Mexicans believe me I would not lie
Sang with the Skeletones at the Belly-up, Hepcat in L.A.
Got wacked in the knee by a blind trombone, he apologized so it's okay
I don't care about jack shit
I just wanna pick my nose
Maybe drool upon myself
Cuz that's the way it goes
When the sun too bright put on my blue blockers
Put cream in your coffee like a pair of squirting knockers
I'm a real hot dog I'm a Hebrew National
I can freak you out, watch you get irrational
Love the Col. sanders, I'm a barnyard pimp
Cut your head all up with the drummer's boom bip
Gimmie two bisquits, want my chicken, extra crispy
Hes a trout, or a fiend, but to Harvey, hes the Quispy
Capcom bowling, watch me rolla perfect score
Dealin with the day job, like Data has his Lore
Corn fed, Mountian bred, I love the women of Kentucky
While I'm dissin all the Herbs, free lunch at the Stuckey's
I'm fillin up my platter, my plate, I'll eat like Dylan
Then fart like Krone, he's the flatulence villian
Why do I talk so fast its because I'm buggin out
If I needed more money hafta get a paper route
It's because I'ma jonesin for a taste of the Hooch
The kind bud from the vin greener than a dead pooch
Or a poodle, a doodle, spitmeup a double dribble
On my lap, LSAT never evr get the clap
A chia-pet pipe, red stink fuzzy ripe
From the bald headed man from Boston with the bone
And the 'erb-get so high- and theres nobody home
Grunt like a caveman from a joint filled bong
Gettin primitive like the way of the pong
I want the hooch, the hooch, "four on the floor chooch"
Make the schmuddy bhuddy, with the higglypiggly mix
Mean man on the tempest, and the centipede and qix
I want the hooch, the hooch, love the vinnies hooch
I want the hooch give-me-the-hooch
I want the hooch
I smoked some of that wicked Vinnie's hooch now I forget where I live
There's a silly little man with a bad haircut
Blabbin on about a Ska Parade
He tells me that I cuss too much
I wish he'd go away
I don't care about jack shit
I just wanna pick my nose
Maybe drool upon myself
Cuz that's the way it goes
We didn't take no petrified rocks and we aint got no fruit flies
Our van is void of Mexicans believe me I would not lie
Sang with the Skeletones at the Belly-up, Hepcat in L.A.
Got wacked in the knee by a blind trombone, he apologized so it's okay
I don't care about jack shit
I just wanna pick my nose
Maybe drool upon myself
Cuz that's the way it goes
When the sun too bright put on my blue blockers
Put cream in your coffee like a pair of squirting knockers
I'm a real hot dog I'm a Hebrew National
I can freak you out, watch you get irrational
Love the Col. sanders, I'm a barnyard pimp
Cut your head all up with the drummer's boom bip
Gimmie two bisquits, want my chicken, extra crispy
Hes a trout, or a fiend, but to Harvey, hes the Quispy
Capcom bowling, watch me rolla perfect score
Dealin with the day job, like Data has his Lore
Corn fed, Mountian bred, I love the women of Kentucky
While I'm dissin all the Herbs, free lunch at the Stuckey's
I'm fillin up my platter, my plate, I'll eat like Dylan
Then fart like Krone, he's the flatulence villian
Why do I talk so fast its because I'm buggin out
If I needed more money hafta get a paper route
It's because I'ma jonesin for a taste of the Hooch
The kind bud from the vin greener than a dead pooch
Or a poodle, a doodle, spitmeup a double dribble
On my lap, LSAT never evr get the clap
A chia-pet pipe, red stink fuzzy ripe
From the bald headed man from Boston with the bone
And the 'erb-get so high- and theres nobody home
Grunt like a caveman from a joint filled bong
Gettin primitive like the way of the pong
I want the hooch, the hooch, "four on the floor chooch"
Make the schmuddy bhuddy, with the higglypiggly mix
Mean man on the tempest, and the centipede and qix
I want the hooch, the hooch, love the vinnies hooch
I want the hooch give-me-the-hooch
I want the hooch
Lyrics submitted by jadis96
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