| Protest the Hero – The Divine Suicide of K. Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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It's really amazing how this song lets you feel as though you're moving through the prison's grounds with Kezia, and the time seems to pass by, even though they don't say bluntly saying that the time for her to die has come or anything. When you touch the tip of your tongue to the top of your mouth, it's like the shape that you form when you make the L sound. The only joy that comes to mind that starts with L is love. That's why I reckon "the joy" she "found in the confessions of a mask" is the love that she was pretending to have for the man that she slept with (my interpretation according to 'Turn Soonest to the Sea"). "Mask" always just appears to me as make-up, so maybe she wore a lot of that in order to cover up the fakeness of her feelings. When she tries "to feel a trembling fetal life in that shotgun barrel", she is wondering if the shot that's about to penetrate her will give her a chance live a whole new life (like in heaven). The bullet is "Like an ulcer in the stomach of the beast" in the way that it is only a small evil in something that's way bigger than itself, i.e. her getting shot isn't all that important when faced with the overall issue of prejudice against women. Going back up a bit, "It's true that tactless teem totem-poles turn tolerance to tired taboos" :O Whoooa, a 10 word alliteration. It's a masterpiece right there. To me, they're saying that there are hordes (teem) of stupid (tactless) people that don't think for themselves and just adopt the view that's been carved into them (totem-poles). However, the few that do dare to take the other perspective are suppressed by peer pressure and the fact that the old views are practically a set gospel (tired taboo) now since they've been around for so long. These masses of people were more than willing to just look the other way rather than actually considering why because that's just the way they've been programmed. The "tolerance" thing in this really strikes me as referring to the fact that the concept of women sleeping around isn't really accepted in today's society, but when men do it, it's alright. A guy is idolised if he's scored heaps of times, but when a girl's done the same thing, she's frowned upon as being slutty. In this case, the girl (Kezia) isn't just being degraded morally, but is paying with the ultimate price. "Like a little girl on a bed that was years ago deceased" reminds me of the start of 'She Who Mars the Skin of Gods' when Kezia says, "When she walked into the room I was sleeping". Maybe a part of her died that day (possibly her faith in her mother, herself, and all women) and is awoken again here. I think she knows that the letter is from her mum, but she is lying to herself saying that it wouldn't be from her because she knows that she wouldn't be able to handle the sorrow that she might feel from reading it. The memories of her mother come rushing back anyway, so the motherly dependencies of the little girl inside her also return. She also wants them to know that taking her earthly life would never rid them of her soul. Yes, someone has had too much coffee :$ |
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| Alesana – Alchemy sounded good at the time Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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This is one of my favourites off the album, so here’s my crack at describing what I think it means! It sounds to me as if he (the person who these guys are singing on behalf of) has lost someone who was dear to him (at the start, there is a voiceover kind of voice that says: " 'tis the oldest story in the book: he desires the one thing he cannot have", which would make sense if his desire had transcended the barrier of life), and he has slain himself to be with her. Like, the "price too high" would be his life, and how he's "found the way to trick the ferrymen" and "deceived the ancient Gods" shows that his death was an unnatural occurrence that wasn't part of the greater plan. The words "ferrymen" and "Gods" just remind me of Greek mythology wherein the deceased people's souls (in the realm of Hades, god of the dead) are ferried across the river Styx to reach the gates of the Underworld. If they didn't meet the standards to board the boat (such as if they weren't supposed to be dead), they were doomed to wander on the bank of the river for a hundred years, but since this fellow has managed to get past the ferrymen and the will of the Gods, he is now on the journey to reach his dead love, and every day he's getting closer. In the bit after the first chorus thing, he has reached the land of the dead and goes to "reclaim his stolen bride" (he believes that the Gods had robbed him of his lover when they decided that she should die). Both his "crimes of passion" and "tragic victory" are his suicide, and the "palace of decay" is Hades' castle, so of course "death cannot win" because everyone there is already dead. "My pale queen finally stands to taste silent lips now cursed with her love" – he finally kisses her! That’s a nice story; I like this song more now. :) |
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| The Bicycles – Paris Be Mine Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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There are the lyrics they've got on their website :) Toronto is great And Brantford is just fine I think it was in Ottawa that i had the best time Though Montreal's appealing I need the real thing Paris, oh Paris be mine When i was just sixteen years old That's when i found out where i needed to go I found the answer in a Tropic of Cancer Discovered lovers and dirty whores In a night school book report Now some years have passed and i still know I've found a garden for my heart to grow The big Eiffel Tower like a beautiful metal flower Will smile and sing on down to me 'Je suis ci joyeux que vous etes ici!' And i won't be afraid Of no men in berets I will dance and parade all over town And i can't get hurt By no women in striped shirts Won't be shy or embarassed No, not here in Paris Toronto is great And my friends are why I think of all the crazy nights drinking cheap red wine And though certainly i will miss you I heard they have nice tissues in Paris, oh Paris be mine Paris, oh Paris be mine |
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| Sugababes – Ugly Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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Ergh, someone keeps playing this song and it's really getting on my nerves. "People are all the same And we only get judged by what we do" You can't say people are all the same, and then say we get judged by what we do; we only do things because of who we are. People are different, and that's why people do different things. If we were all the same, we'd all be clones and there wouldn't be a need for music or any other form of art because we'd all think the same way. The other part that annoys me is where they sing: "And if I'm ugly then So are you" They aren't a completely hideous bunch. It's like a rich snob saying to a peasant, "if i'm poor, then so are you". Actually, that's quite offensive. :l |
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| The Format – Dog Problems Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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Maybe the reason why you think he's about to spell out 'because' is because he says 'because, because' afterwards. :P I think it'd be cuter if it spelt out Becca. The verse before the acrostic is a whole bunch of unfinished phrases - maybe that's what he's referring to? And then he misspells Rebecca with Becca. The line that really strikes me is 'i'm at a loss, you were my tangerine, my pussycat, my trampoline'; it sounds to me as if he's calling her sweet and cute, and his way of getting back up when he's down. :') How adorable and catchy. |
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