A plague in the workhouse
A plague on the poor now
I feed on my drum 'til I'm dead
Yesterday, fever
Tomorrow, St. Peter
I'll feed on my drum until then
What melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?
Set fire the foundation
And burn out the station
You'll never get nothing of mine
The pane of my window
Will flicker and glimmer
Leave only the stitching behind (?)
Oh, what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?
I'll sing of the walls of the well
And the house at the top of the hill
I'll sing of the bottles of wine
That we left on our old windowsill
I'll sing of the usual spin
Getting sadder and older, oh love
A plague on the poor now
I feed on my drum 'til I'm dead
Yesterday, fever
Tomorrow, St. Peter
I'll feed on my drum until then
What melody will see him in my arms again?
And burn out the station
You'll never get nothing of mine
The pane of my window
Will flicker and glimmer
Leave only the stitching behind (?)
What melody will see him in my arms again?
And the house at the top of the hill
I'll sing of the bottles of wine
That we left on our old windowsill
I'll sing of the usual spin
Getting sadder and older, oh love
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"I’ve taken "Cliquot" to be about the desperate sorrow of the young widow Clicquot, who lost her beloved Francois to sudden fever in 1805. It is a profound sort of grief that no one should have to experience, losing one’s love, but the band manages to turn this tale away from the path toward funereal dirge and instead tranforms "Cliquot" into a hauntingly beautiful hymn."
oh, great. thanks for that. I had researched Clicquot family when I heard this song, but didn't find anything about the widow... =P
oh, great. thanks for that. I had researched Clicquot family when I heard this song, but didn't find anything about the widow... =P
It's a pretty clear reference considering the context of the album and its French influence.
It's a pretty clear reference considering the context of the album and its French influence.
"The song is about a Black Plague victim trying to convince his lover to come out and die with him. " says Owen
interesting, I was thinking the song may have been about the Russian army retreating from the Germans in WW2 but that was a total shot in the dark.
I took this song to be about someone's lover dying of the Plague (not necessarily a man; this song could be from the perspective of a woman, too, you know!) and that person setting fire to the house in which their body is, like a funeral pyre, or perhaps as a way to hide their lover's body (which especially fits if the song is from the perspective of a man).
I was convinced of this especially by the line "You'll never get nothing of mine." By burning the body, no one can take him away from the narrator. Both his physical body is gone, and his memory is preserved in the mind of the lover.
Nevertheless, it's one of my favorite songs on The Flying Club Cup. Beautiful lyrics and music that fits perfectly.
actually, during a plague when someone dies their possessions are burned to prevent the spread of the disease.
actually, during a plague when someone dies their possessions are burned to prevent the spread of the disease.
This has been my favorite song ever since I first listened to Beirut in 2022 when I was thirteen. I immediately fell in love with the song. I love the way it’s so heartfelt and sad. The ending gets me every time.
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Why is everyone here so offended by the thought of a song being about two homosexual lovers? My favorites are the ones that claim they have no problem with gays, but get angry at the idea of it. Yes, the song can be in different perspectives. But the song is most likely about two male lovers. Owen himself is gay and he wrote the song. It's silly to think that he wrote it from the girls perspective, and not just about two male lovers.
it's awesome that his lover's a man but the song doesn't get too caught up in the fact. You get the feeling from the old-timey and working-class-uprising feeling of the rest of the song that such a relationship might have been quite a big deal, but it's not the focus of the song.
Why is Owen Pallett so sick!This song was co-written with him.Owen wrote the lyrics and melody while Beirut wrote the music.It's very clear this is'nt Beirut lyrics.Owen even sings in the album version.
Oh I was wondering if that was him! I thought mr Condon sounded a little unlike himself..
Oh I was wondering if that was him! I thought mr Condon sounded a little unlike himself..
I hear "I'll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older, oh love" Owen Pallett is amazing. The fact that his lover is a man doesn't change the song at all. Just because it says His and not Her doesn't change the meaning of the song.
I hear that too, I'm pretty sure those are the lyrics
I hear that too, I'm pretty sure those are the lyrics
oh wow. just amazing. ed droste, of grizzly bear, does a tremendous rendition of this song.