| Chevelle – Take Out the Gunman Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| I changed it because I think there's no way he's saying "camera." Maybe it makes sense, but it just does not sound like it. | |
| Chevelle – Glimpse Of The Con Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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Pete said in an interview that this was about the afterlife. http://www.ultimate-guitar.com/interviews/interviews/chevelle_it_is_in_our_human_nature_to_steal_things_like_music.html |
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| Chevelle – Take Out the Gunman Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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If anyone has corrections to these lyrics let me know. They are not official, they are just my interpretation. I got the "just need a bit of the camera" part from ambi over at ambilyrics.com and corrected the rest of what he had and posted it there before posting here. I originally thought he was saying "Just need a bit of luck, get em up." I still don't think either of those is right, but "camera" makes more sense in context with "the way it was televised" at the end. |
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| Chevelle – Mexican Sun Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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I know exactly what this song is about, because I was just in Mexico. Here's the meaning of each line: Soon the stares catch (you're foreign so everyone stares at you) We begin to kill the calm as we Feed on the facts (our calm stomachs quickly churn as we are force fed more and more food by our villager hosts) let's give in Let's give in to give in more (they keep offering you more food until you give in and get more) Still on the knees (puking into the toilet) Such a shame The cat's up and run away Scratched at me first (there are no leash laws so their house pets run around free) Then the boy Gonna panic for a little more (the local boys want more food because they like it so much) Watch the tail boy Watch the tail (watch it - eat too much and you'll be peeing out your butt) Like to be feeling the sand Bring color Back to both my arms the sun (the sun is really hot and gives you a tan) Let it do damage like they said it Would if given chance (sun poisoning on your shoulders from having your shirt off all day - it kills) Had to be shouting your voices (you are trying to speak someone else's language - Spanish) Scheming devils Never make it through (you create a scheme to pass your food on to someone else but it never works, you always get caught) Hey way to go lad Hey way to go (Can't wait to go) (way to go dude you offended the people who are feeding us. You can't wait to go home) Closing out all my tabs (say your goodbyes, you're going home soon) Tighten down the pitiful (tighten your buttcheeks or you'll spray everywhere) Lend you a pen Write it down (someone gives you a pen to write a journal of how your trip was) Or you know what you can do With that (or, you can tell them to shove the pen up their ass) Watch that tail boy Watch that tail (you get the picture) Let's let the panic bloom (let the panic build as you feel your stomach about to explode) Could help us all end up in the Clear (could help you take a giant watery crap and clear your bowels) Then let the havoc choose To shape us all, push us to invent (let the chaos in your intestines drive you to invent ways out of having to eat any more of the local food!) We can feed off shame all day (you feel pretty ashamed when you clog every toilet after eating that food) So basically this song is about the horror that is going to local villagers' houses/huts for dinner and lunch every day and having to force all that foreign food down that your stomachs are completely unaccustomed to. And all the pain it causes afterwards. And how hot the sun is down there. |
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