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The Butterfly Collector Lyrics
So you finally got what you wanted
You've achieved your aim by making me walk in line
And when you just can't get any higher
You use your senses to suss out this weeks climber
And the small fame that you've acquired
Has brought you into cult status
But to me you're still a collector
[Chorus:]
There's tarts and whores but you're much more
You're a different kind cause you want their minds
And you just don't care cause you've got no pride
Its just a face on your pillowcase
That thrills you
And you started looking much older
And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume
But to you in your little dream world
You're still the queen of the butterfly collectors
As you carry on cause its all you know
You can't light a fire
You can't cook or sew
You get from day to day by filling your head
But surely you must know the appeal between your legs
Has worn off
And I don't care about morals
Cause the worlds insane and were all to blame anyway
And I don't feel any sorrow
Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors
[Chorus]
As you carry on cause its all you know
You can't light a fire
You can't cook or sew
You get from day to day by filling your head
But surely you must know the appeal between your legs
Has worn off
And I don't feel any sorrow
Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors
You've achieved your aim by making me walk in line
And when you just can't get any higher
You use your senses to suss out this weeks climber
And the small fame that you've acquired
Has brought you into cult status
But to me you're still a collector
There's tarts and whores but you're much more
You're a different kind cause you want their minds
And you just don't care cause you've got no pride
Its just a face on your pillowcase
That thrills you
And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume
But to you in your little dream world
You're still the queen of the butterfly collectors
You can't light a fire
You can't cook or sew
You get from day to day by filling your head
But surely you must know the appeal between your legs
Has worn off
Cause the worlds insane and were all to blame anyway
And I don't feel any sorrow
Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors
You can't light a fire
You can't cook or sew
You get from day to day by filling your head
But surely you must know the appeal between your legs
Has worn off
Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors
Song Info
Copyright
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer
Paul John Weller
Submitted by
planetearth On Apr 12, 2004
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Wonder if they're still friends?
don't piss off Paul Weller or he'll write a song like this about you....
@LolaBat old
@LolaBat old
this song has to be the best b side of all time and showcases paul wellers cynical and cutting lyrics. How can a man that writes songs as good as this just 3 years later decides that the bitterest pill is the way forward for the band.
To me this song is about someone who sleeps around and wants not only notches on their bedposts... but also wants the souls and minds of the people that they're sleeping with. They don't care who they are because they're just faces on a pillow. The butterfly collector has no talents, other than between the sheets, but this is starting to wear off... someone that uses the men or stars she's with to get what and where she wants in life... a social climber.
@Lollylicious Occam\'s Razor...well put
@Lollylicious Occam\'s Razor...well put
The song is about an encounter he had in a nightclub and about a transvestite hitting on him and hoping to make him believe he is a woman. It's hard and malicious lyrics that pop up are because he is trying to be fooled by someone who is not what they say they are and he feels he's being taken for a fool . Basically a fraud. It's just that face on your pillow case that thrills you is referring to the make up that's on it in the morning making them believe that they were a woman the night before. Now you know you will see all the lyric references in the song. Out of the caterpillar becomes a butterfly referring to the change from man to woman. She is a butterfly collector,never being one but believing that every time he fools someone into believing they are a woman she thinks she's a butterfly.
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean what you on about? It’s not about that, did you make that up? Have you got a sauce? Wear do you live?
@Mr clean
@Mr clean
Jimmy please lesrn how to spell and if its not about that then tell me what you think its about because maybe I know a bit more than you and looking at your spelling its obvious I don't need to know very much to know more than you.
Jimmy please lesrn how to spell and if its not about that then tell me what you think its about because maybe I know a bit more than you and looking at your spelling its obvious I don't need to know very much to know more than you.
And yes there's is an obvious spelling mistake in my last reply so let's see if you can spot it.
And yes there's is an obvious spelling mistake in my last reply so let's see if you can spot it.
"How can a man that writes songs as good as this just 3 years later decides that the bitterest pill is the way forward for the band."
A great question, his dad, the executives at polydor?
At this point I still think the band saw eye to eye.
This was on the b-side of 'Strange Town' and is about groupies. I love the way the song seems to quietly seethe with anger through each verse and then suddenly explodes into the chorus with barely a single drum beat as forewarning. Magnificent!
From Wikipedia- Based on a book, but here's the Jam part- The song "The Butterfly Collector" by The Jam (the B-Side of the 1979 single "Strange Town") was inspired by the book, but the song was in fact about Soo Catwoman, who upon the implosion of the Sex Pistols, attempted to become part of The Jam's entourage. The song states the band's contempt for those obsessed with "collecting" reflected fame from contemporary celebrities as a substitute for living their own lives.
@sivilla,just referring to your comment about'the bitterest pill(I ever had to swallow).that tune was wrote totally tongue in cheek,which is why it's so unlike 'the butterfly collector'
This is a trenchant and articulate song, no question. However, I'd disagree with the comments about The Bitterest Pill, which is also a very good song in its way. It reflects a less hard-hitting, more sentimental (but no less authentic and real) side of Weller's song-writing of the time (which was present even on their first album). TBC is a better song imo, but The Bitterest Pill expresses less 'cool' feelings in a very honest, direct way. In this phase of his song-writing, Weller was just about incapable of writing a bad song.