@[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.
All the peacock people left their plumes in a pile
They look good to a fault
And the Gulf water's warm like a bathtub
Full of lavender and epsom salt
See a bleach blond boy put his longboard down
Help his girl get her sunscreen on
I thought about you in your little house
Think you're lonely but I could be wrong and . . .
I want to be your bootlegger
Want to mix you up something strange
Braid your hair like a sister
Name you like a hurricane
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a letter to deliver, but I can't stay mad
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a get-well-card to deliver
He's going to do it by hand, he's going to do it by hand
Now they drive the cars up and down the beach
It's ridiculous and everybody knows
Hear the Mustangs rev at the four way stop
You get ghosted when the light says go
But in a town like this, in the chequered flag dawn
It's so empty you could make somebody dream
So maybe it's you, in your four-post bed
Sound asleep but still grinding your teeth and . . .
I want to be your happiness
I want to be your common sense pain
Wrap your head in a picket fence
Rebuild after the hurricane
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got my letters to deliver, but I'm still not mad
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a get-well-card to deliver
He's going to do it by hand
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it by hand
Oh, right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a letter to deliver, but I can't stay mad
Right there, that's the postman asleep in the sand
He's got a head stack now to deliver
He's wants to do it by hand
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it by hand
They look good to a fault
And the Gulf water's warm like a bathtub
Full of lavender and epsom salt
See a bleach blond boy put his longboard down
Help his girl get her sunscreen on
I thought about you in your little house
Think you're lonely but I could be wrong and . . .
I want to be your bootlegger
Want to mix you up something strange
Braid your hair like a sister
Name you like a hurricane
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a letter to deliver, but I can't stay mad
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a get-well-card to deliver
He's going to do it by hand, he's going to do it by hand
Now they drive the cars up and down the beach
It's ridiculous and everybody knows
Hear the Mustangs rev at the four way stop
You get ghosted when the light says go
But in a town like this, in the chequered flag dawn
It's so empty you could make somebody dream
So maybe it's you, in your four-post bed
Sound asleep but still grinding your teeth and . . .
I want to be your happiness
I want to be your common sense pain
Wrap your head in a picket fence
Rebuild after the hurricane
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got my letters to deliver, but I'm still not mad
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a get-well-card to deliver
He's going to do it by hand
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it by hand
Oh, right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a letter to deliver, but I can't stay mad
Right there, that's the postman asleep in the sand
He's got a head stack now to deliver
He's wants to do it by hand
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it
He's going to do it, he's going to do it by hand
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the best part is when he says maim you like a hurricane
I really don't like this song at all-- or for that matter, this entire CD. It's a complete mockery of his songwriting talent. <br /> <br /> "He's gonna do it! He's gonna do it! He's gonna do it! He's gonna do it!" x 25. What is that shit? It's the same as that "Souled Out!!" POS, with the endlessly repeating refrain that Conor had previously subscribed to NEVER. He's never been repeating-chorus driven, but that's all this CD is. It's the most standard, sub-par, mediocre album he's ever conceived.<br /> <br /> Also, did anybody else think the line: "Braid your hair like a sista!" came off as mildly racist?
I think that "braid your hair like a sister" is meant to refer to the sweet, intimate relationship between actual sisters, not be a racist thing. He wants to be that close with her.
agreed. he played this song last Sunday show, it was perfect.
It's "name you like a hurricane," not maim.
I always thought it was, "braid your hair like a sister, or maybe like a hurricane." I liked that. It made sense to me.
its "braid your hair like a sister, maybe like a hurricane"
why the hell would he say name you like a hurricane?
hes saying that he wants to maybe be gentle or have sex with her. you guys can be dense
to blackmajik2021: dont be an ass when you're wrong. he definitely says "name you like a hurricane." why, you ask? because all tropical depressions are named when they become hurricanes: hurricane andrew, hurricane rita, etc...
yea i'm fairly sure he says "name you like a hurricane" didn't understand what he meant until i read your comment
sorry, the lyrics said maim you like a hurricane before, so i thought it was maim. the person changed it now. i don't know what the actual lyrics are but it still is the best part of the songgg
name or maim both make sense i spent a good portion of time listening to that part of the song to figure out what it says...tyyger was right, he definitely says "maim you like a hurricane"
Please explain to me exactly how one would maim a hurricane? Please. That makes no sense. Also, in the booklet that came with the album it says clearly "Name you like a hurricane." That actually seems to make sense also...imagine that. And a good day to you, sir.
He is not maiming the hurricane. he is maiming the person he is singing about. And its quite simple, maim means to make defective or to disfigure, which, I believe, a hurricane does. And it goes perfect with the verse because he is talking about disfiguring the person he's singing about 'braid your hair like a sister, bring change like a hurricane' that's pretty much what he is saying.
mategan, i agree. he then goes on to say rebuild after the hurricane which makes perfect sense if the lyric is maim.
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