Both as a standalone and as part of the DSOTS album, you can take this lyric as read. As a matter of public record, Jourgensen's drug intake was legendary even in the 1980s. By the late 90s, in his own words, he was grappling with massive addiction issues and had lost almost everything: friends, spouse, money and had nearly died more than once. "Dark Side of the Spoon" is a both funny & sad title for an album made by a musical genius who was losing the plot; and this song is a message to his fans & friends saying he knows it. It's painful to listen to so I'm glad the "Keith Richards of industrial metals" wised up and cleaned up. Well done sir.
Ladies and gentleman
(Ladies and gentleman)
One-two, one-two
E-V-E, party time
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Yo, whatcha need from a bad bitch, that bitch
(Ladies) Don't fuck around if you strapless
Real thug hide his money in his mattress
See him in the club with his team never stackless
Want what we got, shorty got me hot
Might have something to do with the drop top
Big thang, big man
Spotted, your number, your name, got it
Freaks out, baby mother sneaking out
(Big boys in the back pull your g's out)
Thorough chick tell a nigga pile it on
Bitches what they call us?
(Brick house stallions)
Now we feelin' it, drinks all in me
Lady but a thug, double shot of Henney
Nigga look good, nigga got it all
Can help but to speak ("Damn daddy how ya doing?")
Babygirl grew up, mommy ain't around
Searchin' for a thug in the club to hold me down, ugh
Find the one that's running it all
Top dog, his game sonning 'em all, huh
Whiling out, people piling in
(Oh shit, watch out)
Damn not again
Another nigga knocked out, that's how it go
Move to the other side, another drink (Let's go)
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Yo, yo, yo
Ladies are you feeling it? (Hell yeah)
Niggas are you feeling it? (Hell yeah)
What we gonna do with this shit? (Tear it up)
What you got beef with a bitch? (Play it up)
Shit, drunker than a mother fucker
Another round from the bar for my dog nigga
Here now (All night long)
Dance floor shoutin' (That's my song)
DJ mix it up, who got heat? (Swizz Beats nigga what?)
Almost seeing double
Bet you be in trouble if he pull me
I got no time to cuddle
Fuck it let me have another drink
Damn how you get to the bar?
Let me think
Line for the bathroom, I ain't waiting in it
To the front chicks hatin'
(Uh-uh I know she didn't)
Shit yes I did, moving right along
Gotta get back before they play the last song
(Last call for alcohol)
Damn I knew it
Thirty minutes till it's over, better do it
One more drink, one more dance
Papi staring at me in the corner you got one more chance
Gotta eat, head to the diner
Thinkin' you gonna see me next week
(Try and find her)
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
(Ladies and gentleman)
One-two, one-two
E-V-E, party time
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Yo, whatcha need from a bad bitch, that bitch
(Ladies) Don't fuck around if you strapless
Real thug hide his money in his mattress
See him in the club with his team never stackless
Want what we got, shorty got me hot
Might have something to do with the drop top
Big thang, big man
Spotted, your number, your name, got it
Freaks out, baby mother sneaking out
(Big boys in the back pull your g's out)
Thorough chick tell a nigga pile it on
Bitches what they call us?
(Brick house stallions)
Now we feelin' it, drinks all in me
Lady but a thug, double shot of Henney
Nigga look good, nigga got it all
Can help but to speak ("Damn daddy how ya doing?")
Babygirl grew up, mommy ain't around
Searchin' for a thug in the club to hold me down, ugh
Find the one that's running it all
Top dog, his game sonning 'em all, huh
Whiling out, people piling in
(Oh shit, watch out)
Damn not again
Another nigga knocked out, that's how it go
Move to the other side, another drink (Let's go)
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Yo, yo, yo
Ladies are you feeling it? (Hell yeah)
Niggas are you feeling it? (Hell yeah)
What we gonna do with this shit? (Tear it up)
What you got beef with a bitch? (Play it up)
Shit, drunker than a mother fucker
Another round from the bar for my dog nigga
Here now (All night long)
Dance floor shoutin' (That's my song)
DJ mix it up, who got heat? (Swizz Beats nigga what?)
Almost seeing double
Bet you be in trouble if he pull me
I got no time to cuddle
Fuck it let me have another drink
Damn how you get to the bar?
Let me think
Line for the bathroom, I ain't waiting in it
To the front chicks hatin'
(Uh-uh I know she didn't)
Shit yes I did, moving right along
Gotta get back before they play the last song
(Last call for alcohol)
Damn I knew it
Thirty minutes till it's over, better do it
One more drink, one more dance
Papi staring at me in the corner you got one more chance
Gotta eat, head to the diner
Thinkin' you gonna see me next week
(Try and find her)
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my East Coast niggas get all the chips
All my West Coast niggas get all the chips
All my Down South niggas get all the chips
All my Ruff Ryder niggas get all the chips
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
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This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
Holiday
Bee Gees
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@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
I Can't Go To Sleep
Wu-Tang Clan
Wu-Tang Clan
This song is written as the perspective of the boys in the street, as a whole, and what path they are going to choose as they get older and grow into men. (This is why the music video takes place in an orphanage.) The seen, and unseen collective suffering is imbedded in the boys’ mind, consciously or subconsciously, and is haunting them. Which path will the boys choose? Issac Hayes is the voice of reason, maybe God, the angel on his shoulder, or the voice of his forefathers from beyond the grave who can see the big picture and are pleading with the boys not to continue the violence and pattern of killing their brothers, but to rise above. The most beautiful song and has so many levels. Racism towards African Americans in America would not exist if everyone sat down and listened to this song and understood the history behind the words. The power, fear, pleading in RZA and Ghostface voices are genuine and powerful. Issac Hayes’ strong voice makes the perfect strong father figure, who is possibly from beyond the grave.
Punchline
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran sings about missing his former partner and learning important life lessons in the process on “Punchline.” This track tells a story of battling to get rid of emotions for a former lover, whom he now realized might not have loved him the same way. He’s now caught between accepting that fact and learning life lessons from it and going back to beg her for another chance.