Wow. Powerful lyrics.
It's about a prostitute who has been through it all, one whom you see as a stranger on the corner.
"There's nothing they can do to her that hasn't been done before
But it's sweet they try" and
"This is not at all your best. Try your hardest, do your worst."
describe the many men who have sex with and damage her even more. She just stares with a blank expression.
The figurative language in this song (and most MAOB songs) is brilliant. My favorite is the paradox, "violent sympathy, white rage."
You're the idiot. I was using the Old Latin spelling of "Out," or "Aout," because "moob" would refer to the obese male breast.
Fucking moron, learn to Literature.
You're the idiot. I was using the Old Latin spelling of "Out," or "Aout," because "moob" would refer to the obese male breast.
Fucking moron, learn to Literature.
Dude, calm down with the language; cursing is unnecessary. There was obviously some miscommunication. Let's just settle with the fact that we both have the same views on this song and band. Btw, wtf is Old Latin? Actually, nevermind. I don't want to argue anymore.
Dude, calm down with the language; cursing is unnecessary. There was obviously some miscommunication. Let's just settle with the fact that we both have the same views on this song and band. Btw, wtf is Old Latin? Actually, nevermind. I don't want to argue anymore.
O.K., that's true. We should be taking our frustrations out on people who are against bands like M.O.B. (lol). If we stop bickering and start sharing our points of view, I think you'll find that we, in fact, would have a lot in common.
O.K., that's true. We should be taking our frustrations out on people who are against bands like M.O.B. (lol). If we stop bickering and start sharing our points of view, I think you'll find that we, in fact, would have a lot in common.
Wow. Powerful lyrics. It's about a prostitute who has been through it all, one whom you see as a stranger on the corner. "There's nothing they can do to her that hasn't been done before But it's sweet they try" and "This is not at all your best. Try your hardest, do your worst." describe the many men who have sex with and damage her even more. She just stares with a blank expression.
The figurative language in this song (and most MAOB songs) is brilliant. My favorite is the paradox, "violent sympathy, white rage."
Julie Christmas is a fucking goddess.
MAOB? You mean "MOOB"? Made. Out. Of. Babies. "MOB" works well too. Idiot. Learn to acronym.
MAOB? You mean "MOOB"? Made. Out. Of. Babies. "MOB" works well too. Idiot. Learn to acronym.
However, I do agree with you about the interp. and about Julie Christmas.
However, I do agree with you about the interp. and about Julie Christmas.
You're the idiot. I was using the Old Latin spelling of "Out," or "Aout," because "moob" would refer to the obese male breast. Fucking moron, learn to Literature.
You're the idiot. I was using the Old Latin spelling of "Out," or "Aout," because "moob" would refer to the obese male breast. Fucking moron, learn to Literature.
Dude, calm down with the language; cursing is unnecessary. There was obviously some miscommunication. Let's just settle with the fact that we both have the same views on this song and band. Btw, wtf is Old Latin? Actually, nevermind. I don't want to argue anymore.
Dude, calm down with the language; cursing is unnecessary. There was obviously some miscommunication. Let's just settle with the fact that we both have the same views on this song and band. Btw, wtf is Old Latin? Actually, nevermind. I don't want to argue anymore.
O.K., that's true. We should be taking our frustrations out on people who are against bands like M.O.B. (lol). If we stop bickering and start sharing our points of view, I think you'll find that we, in fact, would have a lot in common.
O.K., that's true. We should be taking our frustrations out on people who are against bands like M.O.B. (lol). If we stop bickering and start sharing our points of view, I think you'll find that we, in fact, would have a lot in common.
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