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Rain rain rain rain rain...
There are stories of pleasure,
there are stories of pain,
But the gods torment me,
with slabs of rain
It started on a Thursday,
and went a double fortnight,
And Junior read Stern,
by the pilot light
He ate more cheese,
than time allowed
So we stood him up sharp,
we stood him up proud
And they looked at him funny,
but they looked at him twice
Undressing with the eyeballs,
verbal lashing him with spice
I speak the truth,
I tell no lies,
Been masturbatin',
since the Fourth of July,
Spill the beans,
spill 'em all,
The precipitation,
filled Spring from Fall
He didn't like faxes,
he didn't like phones
When he stoof among many,
he stood alone
He loved his sausage,
but shied from greens,
Used to spin his little sister,
in the washin' machine.
Easily touchable slices of his earlier days
For he was a suburban child, of the 70's.
Rain.
there are stories of pain,
But the gods torment me,
with slabs of rain
and went a double fortnight,
And Junior read Stern,
by the pilot light
than time allowed
So we stood him up sharp,
we stood him up proud
And they looked at him funny,
but they looked at him twice
Undressing with the eyeballs,
verbal lashing him with spice
I tell no lies,
Been masturbatin',
since the Fourth of July,
Spill the beans,
spill 'em all,
The precipitation,
filled Spring from Fall
he didn't like phones
When he stoof among many,
he stood alone
He loved his sausage,
but shied from greens,
Used to spin his little sister,
in the washin' machine.
For he was a suburban child, of the 70's.
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Submitted by
jastewart On Jan 17, 2005
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It's "Fring from Spall" not "Spring from Fall"
I'm probably totally wrong, but I feel like this song is how we elect morons for politicians. It really reminds me of Dubya (although I know this song was written beforehand), but it could mean any politician or person with public authority.
The Gods tormenting him with with slabs of rain feels like a reference to Greek tragedy, whose heros were tormented by the gods because a fatal flaw (hubris). He's Junior because he's an heir. He eats more cheese because he is greedy and self-indulgent, than time allowed because he goes over budget, yet still we put him in the limelight and stand him up proud. Verbal lashing him with spice is his political campaigns that make him look clever. He speaks the truth and tells no lies is obviously a sarcastic remark about our trust in him. He's been masturbating since the Fourth of July, because he uses American pride as a tool for people's trust but then uses it to indulge himself. Of course, the truth comes out and the man feels he is now tormented by the gods.
I'm not sure yet why he doesn't like faxes and phones, that's the only line that doesn't fit for me. But conclusively this guy is an arrogant moron who was a stupid even as a kid (he used to spin his little sister in the washing machine).