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I'm scared (I swear) of you
In the tunnel
In the darkness
The darkest walls of blue
There's beasts
And there's men
And there's something on this Earth
That comes back again
Alpha...Delta...Gamma...
Everybody's smoked.
Well you can't say (you can't say)
That my soul has died away (yay-yay-yay-yeah)
No, you can't say (you can't say)
That my soul has died away (yay-yay-yay-yeah)
Well, there's trouble in the hall
And trouble up the stairs
There's trouble, in the trouble, there's
Trouble in the air
Well please don't say (please don't say)
That my soul has died away (yay-yay-yay-yeah)
There is a house in New Orleans
Not the one you heard about,
I'm talkin' 'bout another house
They spoke of gold in the cellar
That a Spanish gentleman had left
I broke in one hundred years ago
With a dagger tucked in my vest
Legends of gold, I tried to hold
The grey half-light of the hallway at night
One...Two...Three...Four...Five...
We're trapped inside the song.
Well, we're trapped inside the song
Trapped inside the song
Trapped inside the song
Where the nights are so long
We're trapped inside the song
Trapped inside the song
Trapped inside the song
Where the nights are so long
There's traps inside us all
There's traps inside us all
There's traps inside us all
(And the knife is so tall
Knife is so tall, knife is so tall,
Knife is so...tall)
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Submitted by
summerbabe On May 20, 2002
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i dont know what this song's about, but it seems to be really deep and it's really good to smoke to. i love the feel of this song.
This song is eerie as hell. It's that sound of a band struggling to communicate a beautiful song. I get the same feeling during parts of Wowee Zowee. I think what I'm talking about is best exemplified right when "trapped inside the song" hits and that thin lead guitar just jumps in, kind of ruining it, but kind of making it totally frighteningly beautiful.
My favorite off Starlite....I dunno, for me 'My Pillow Is the Threshold' is sort of a spiritual sequel to this. It's fairly self-explanatory..so explain it to your self!
One thing..the penultimate verse sez: "We're trapped inside the song / Where the nights are so long" and in the last it's transformed into: "There's traps inside us all / And the knife is so tall". To me, simply put: we are victims of circumstance, the odds are forever against us, we are trapped in this reoccurring shadowplay until the final curtain, yet we can sing ourselves to sleep in our personal prisons and whistle past the graveyards before we lay to our final rest.
In other words, it's a song positively brimming full of cheer and joie de vivre. We're all smoked! Maybe it was about some one's last dream before the apocalypse, or maybe it was about David Berman's personal lament for cruel, inescapable fate? Or it doesn't need to be doom, we may also take the good from man's past and cultivate from that? No to No Exit!