The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
fuckin' doin' it.
this song is called eviction notice, it's a two-parter.
it's about how drugs are the gateway to fun and flat laugh lines.
there's effort in her smile and it shouldn't be that way,
her last days of being snuffed out in an ashtray that's pricely.
trying to intercept the passing away, i've asked nicely,
but i've learned not to feed the hand that bites me.
this morning, the cradle rocks the hand,
as i bang on pots and pans, she's just
playing in her warning label box again.
she wants a man i can look up to, a role model to come through,
don't bother unpacking your car.
cyanogen filled thrill sticks, this girl will spit fire,
got me doing pirouettes over her guilt trip wire.
i still skip by a landmine or two, see i've learned the landscape,
all the while practicing my firm handshake,
hair trigger-finger itch to spark any conversation,
set explosive personalities, don't want deadly confrontation.
what happens in between her lips, she needs to fix more than she knows,
her friend's a bitch and needs to go.
there's a note on the door (a note on the door, a note on the door).
eviction notice.
listen, one of us is leaving, and when i say 'us,' i mean you!
you're leaving! you're leaving. you're leaving.
i'm in the house ya'll! i'm in the house ya'll!
and ain't no little piece of paper gonna kick me out ya'll! what?!
i'm in the house! i'm in the house!
and ain't no legal seperation gonna kick my ass out.
i'm in the house ya'll! i'm in the house ya'll!
and ain't no new boyfriend gonna kick me out ya'll! fuck that!
i'm in the house! what? i'm in the house!
ain't no snot-nosed brat gonna kick my ass out.
pick me! please leave me be, leave me. please leave me. believe me, please!
please leave me be, leave me. please leave me. please believe me. leave me be.
this song is called eviction notice, it's a two-parter.
basically, it's about how sacrifice and vices
will invite themselves to an overstayed welcome
at your haunted house parties. fun times.
there's effort in her smile and it shouldn't be like that,
her final evenings have her drowning in a nightcap,
and that's costly. trying to keep her on the right track,
i ask softly, but she just says, "back off me!"
and i've learned to space her private respect.
she breeds some room to need and every afternoon proceeds
to mix her liquid sitter while preparing baby food to feed.
she wants a man i can look up to, a mentor, fuck you!
get your things packed.
yes kids, the poison is the message in the bottle.
before the dawn, she'll have to kill
all fetal positions by ingesting a morning-after pill.
crawling fast until i get rewarded for how good i behave,
while practicing my good-bye wave. should i stay
after planning my escape routes and shouting out,
"is there a lifeguard in the lighthouse?"
to the rescue bottle, mouth to mouth, between her lips she sips.
she needs a fix more than she knows, her friend's a bitch
and there's a note on the door.
eviction notice.
fun times, fun times. fun times, fun times, fun times...
this song is called eviction notice, it's a two-parter.
it's about how drugs are the gateway to fun and flat laugh lines.
there's effort in her smile and it shouldn't be that way,
her last days of being snuffed out in an ashtray that's pricely.
trying to intercept the passing away, i've asked nicely,
but i've learned not to feed the hand that bites me.
this morning, the cradle rocks the hand,
as i bang on pots and pans, she's just
playing in her warning label box again.
she wants a man i can look up to, a role model to come through,
don't bother unpacking your car.
cyanogen filled thrill sticks, this girl will spit fire,
got me doing pirouettes over her guilt trip wire.
i still skip by a landmine or two, see i've learned the landscape,
all the while practicing my firm handshake,
hair trigger-finger itch to spark any conversation,
set explosive personalities, don't want deadly confrontation.
what happens in between her lips, she needs to fix more than she knows,
her friend's a bitch and needs to go.
there's a note on the door (a note on the door, a note on the door).
eviction notice.
listen, one of us is leaving, and when i say 'us,' i mean you!
you're leaving! you're leaving. you're leaving.
i'm in the house ya'll! i'm in the house ya'll!
and ain't no little piece of paper gonna kick me out ya'll! what?!
i'm in the house! i'm in the house!
and ain't no legal seperation gonna kick my ass out.
i'm in the house ya'll! i'm in the house ya'll!
and ain't no new boyfriend gonna kick me out ya'll! fuck that!
i'm in the house! what? i'm in the house!
ain't no snot-nosed brat gonna kick my ass out.
pick me! please leave me be, leave me. please leave me. believe me, please!
please leave me be, leave me. please leave me. please believe me. leave me be.
this song is called eviction notice, it's a two-parter.
basically, it's about how sacrifice and vices
will invite themselves to an overstayed welcome
at your haunted house parties. fun times.
there's effort in her smile and it shouldn't be like that,
her final evenings have her drowning in a nightcap,
and that's costly. trying to keep her on the right track,
i ask softly, but she just says, "back off me!"
and i've learned to space her private respect.
she breeds some room to need and every afternoon proceeds
to mix her liquid sitter while preparing baby food to feed.
she wants a man i can look up to, a mentor, fuck you!
get your things packed.
yes kids, the poison is the message in the bottle.
before the dawn, she'll have to kill
all fetal positions by ingesting a morning-after pill.
crawling fast until i get rewarded for how good i behave,
while practicing my good-bye wave. should i stay
after planning my escape routes and shouting out,
"is there a lifeguard in the lighthouse?"
to the rescue bottle, mouth to mouth, between her lips she sips.
she needs a fix more than she knows, her friend's a bitch
and there's a note on the door.
eviction notice.
fun times, fun times. fun times, fun times, fun times...
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I fucking love this song. To me, it's about not wanting a relationship to end when the other person in it does.
I don't think this song is about a girlfriend or a girl in general. I think it's a personification of a girl's addiction. "Her friend's a bitch and needs to go" is referring to ciggarettes in the first part and alcohol in the second part. Even the verses saying "I'm in the house" he is saying nothing will get her to stop, not a new boyfriend, not a kid and definitely not a piece of paper. He hates that she is unwilling to stop these vices because they are killing her and making her look careless and he tries to help her but she never appreciates him or accepts his help.
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"it's about how drugs are the gateway to fun and flat laugh lines. "
I think this holds it... obviously Sage Francis doesn't like drugs, he's a well known straight edger. I think it's a point of, from the perspective of someone who doesn't do drugs in a subculture (hip-hop) rife in drugs, I've seen what addictions do to people and how it ruins them.
The part at the end with "Fuck you! Get the fuck out of my house!" is dialogue from the movie Magnolia.