Cherry-Coloured Funk

means gibberish. don't pay attention to the lyrics, the words mean nothing and that's the point. get lost in the sound, and the sensuality of the sound. that's where the meaning lies.

lol, I have no idea what this song is about. But Liz Frazer manages to make the mumblings beautiful as ever

It's funny how everyone concedes that Liz's lyrics are often not even able to be transcribed, and yet we all have this intense need to try and put her sounds into words we can string together logically, to come up with lyrics that "make sense" to us. I'm guilty of this myself, even though I love the Twins more than life itself and I know that Liz's lyrics are meant to be felt rather than studied.

im sure liz had the meaning of these lyrics all worked out in her head, however she may have been taking heavy drugs at the time. to say that the lyrics are meant to be felt and not studied is a good way to look at it, but it doesn't mean you can't recieve some sort of communication based on the actual words she says in conjunction with the way they sound. she is so metaphorical that it's hard to remember that shes not talking about strictly one thing. the subject matter is very fragmented. but if you neglect the words and only listen to their sound, you aren't getting your head around the whole picture of what this song is trying to say to you (or to the artist themselves). Liz obviously has some very complex emotions and musings going into these lyrics, and while it is pointless and endless to study them, instead paying attention to them and knowing what they are so they can still offer another level of surreality to the song is very worthwhile.

to annazoff- how fucking dare you compare liz fraser to ENYA. really, how dare you. you don't even make sense! Indie? when were CT indie? your basically just admitting that you listen to shitty music like that peice of shit fake Enya, who is still capitalizing off of the niche she dug out in the music market for ignorant soccer moms and their husbands who want to put something on for the car ride that can satisfy both of their terrible tastes.

anyways... Long live Cocteau Twins

I don't think these lyrics are correct so it's hard to tell by looking at these but from the lyrics i know i think it's about having to suppress opinions for not offending anyone.

Yeh Liz probably wasn't on drugs. I hate that drugs and creative words have to be on a parallel. I understand what Weslobombs is trying to say but that's seriously not the point that Liz is trying to make with her lyrics. She puts words to music and still creates an amazing song, even if the lyrics don't mean anything. She uses words as a FACT, that they exist, and you don't necessarily need to make sense of them in order to use them with music.

and yeh, this is....NOT Enya. thanks.

It's definitely 'Tiger's maw' rather than 'Tiger's masque'...

I see the song representing being dragged through something, like a life and having to hide your heart or holding onto some secret. But there's a feeling of falling or great sadness. I think the song sounds like it knows something it can't say in words and I'm okay with that. If it weren't for the way she sings it it would be gibberish but she makes sublime poetry out of it. Still being cried and laughed at is the saddest line too, it's how we think people are thinking about us and judging us but they often aren't, or even if they are it doesn't matter it's just that horrible feeling. I really love the song and glad it has it's fans, I gotta say I was disappointed with other tracks on the album and was hoping it was the genre defining album people talked it up to be. I'm still more a It'll End In Tears guy

Bills and aches and blues And poor little everything else But still more unstable Eyes of glass Not get passed off through my bird lips As good news Still being cried and laughed at from behind Don't fall behind this From this much I've missed Bills and aches and blues And bills and aches and blues Bills and aches and blues And poor little everything else But still more unstable Eyes of glass Not get passed off through my bird lips As good news You'll hang the hearts black And dull as the night You hanged your past and start being As you in ecstasy Still being cried and laughed at before Should I be sewn and hugged? I can by not saying Still being cried and laughed at From light to blue I should I be hugged and tugged down Through this tiger's masque? And should I be sewn and unbroken By not saying? Can by not saying You'll hang the hearts black And dull as the night Still being cried and laughed down from behind these formed beasts You hanged your past and start being As you in ecstasy Still being cried and laughed down from behind these formed beasts Should I be soon and hugged? I can by not saying Still being cried and laughed down from behind these formed beasts Hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque I've made

Love this song!