@[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.
We were spitting venom
At most everyone we know
If the damned gave us a road map
Then we'd know just where to go
Now let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
Well you were talking soda pop
You were talking quite a lot
The opinions that I do not give
The opinions I ain't got
So let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
Well, you were spitting venom
At most everyone you know
If you truly knew the gravity
You'd know which way to go
Well let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
My ears were bristled firmly
Right against your mouth to hear
When you tried to spit the venom out
Your words were not so clear, now drop
Hold on to what you need
We've got a knack for fucked up history
Hold on to what you need
We've got a knack for messed up history
Well, we went downtown and we sat in the rain
Well, looking all direction and waiting for a train
Thought over
It's all over
I don't know who kept track, I didn't know there was a score
Well, it looks like you're the winner and I ain't gonna play no more
It's over
Game over
Well, we walked real stiff and our canes tapped the ground
You hit me with yours and said 'Pull yourself together'
It's over
Oh, it's over
You can say what you want but don't act like you care
It takes more than one person to decide what's fair
It's over
Think it over
We were spitting venom at most everyone we know
If the damned gave us a road map
Then you'd know just where to go
So we carried all the groceries in
While hauling out the trash
And if this doesn't make us motionless
I do not know what can is to be said
What a rotten thing to say, such an awful thing to say
I didn't mean to bite you so really
What always did, what always did, what always had to sling
So let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
Let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
At most everyone we know
If the damned gave us a road map
Then we'd know just where to go
Now let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
Well you were talking soda pop
You were talking quite a lot
The opinions that I do not give
The opinions I ain't got
So let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
Well, you were spitting venom
At most everyone you know
If you truly knew the gravity
You'd know which way to go
Well let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
My ears were bristled firmly
Right against your mouth to hear
When you tried to spit the venom out
Your words were not so clear, now drop
Hold on to what you need
We've got a knack for fucked up history
Hold on to what you need
We've got a knack for messed up history
Well, we went downtown and we sat in the rain
Well, looking all direction and waiting for a train
Thought over
It's all over
I don't know who kept track, I didn't know there was a score
Well, it looks like you're the winner and I ain't gonna play no more
It's over
Game over
Well, we walked real stiff and our canes tapped the ground
You hit me with yours and said 'Pull yourself together'
It's over
Oh, it's over
You can say what you want but don't act like you care
It takes more than one person to decide what's fair
It's over
Think it over
We were spitting venom at most everyone we know
If the damned gave us a road map
Then you'd know just where to go
So we carried all the groceries in
While hauling out the trash
And if this doesn't make us motionless
I do not know what can is to be said
What a rotten thing to say, such an awful thing to say
I didn't mean to bite you so really
What always did, what always did, what always had to sling
So let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
Let it drop
Let it all drop
Let it all drop
Oh, let it all fall off
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Cheer up baby
It wasn't always quite so bad
For every venom then that came out
The antidote was had
Lyrics submitted by uratrtl, edited by RaineBM1185, sheionizes, SephNite
Spitting Venom Lyrics as written by Isaac Brock Eric Judy
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