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It's A Little Bit Of Everything Lyrics
With his back against the San Francisco traffic,
On the bridges side that faces towards the jail,
Setting out to join a demographic,
He hoists his first leg up over the rail.
A phone call's made
Police cars show up quickly.
The sergeant slams his passenger door.
He says, “Hey son why don’t you talk through this with me,
Just tell me what you’re doing it for.”
“Oh, it’s a little bit of everything,
It’s the mountains,
It’s the fog,
It’s the news at six o’clock,
It’s the death of my first dog,
It’s the angels up above me,
It’s the song that they don’t sing,
It’s a little bit of everything.”
An older man stands in a buffet line,
He is smiling and holding out his plate,
And the further he looks back into his timeline,
That hard road always had led him to today,
And making up for when his bright future had left him,
Making up for the fact that his only son is gone,
And letting everything out once, His server asks him,
Have you figured out yet, what it is you want?
I want a little bit of everything,
The biscuits and the beans,
Whatever helps me to forget about
The things that brought me to my knees,
So pile on those mashed potatoes,
Add an extra chicken wing,
I’m having a little bit of everything.
Oh oh Oh oh Oh
Somewhere a pretty girl is writing invitations,
To a wedding she has scheduled for the fall,
Her man says, “Baby, can I make an observation?
You don’t seem to be having any fun at all.”
She said, “You just worry about your groomsmen and your shirt-size,
And rest assured that this is making me feel good,
I think that love is so much easier than you realize,
If you can give yourself to someone,
Then you should.
Cause it’s a little bit of everything,
The way you joke, the way you ache,
It is getting up before you,
So I can watch you as you wake.
So in the day in late September,
It’s not some stupid little ring,
I’m getting a little bit of everything.
Oh, it’s a little bit of everything,
It’s the matador and the bull,
It’s the suggested daily dosage,
It is the red moon when it’s full.
All these psychics and these doctors,
They’re all right and they’re all wrong,
It’s like trying to make out every word,
When they should simply hum along,
It’s not some message written in the dark,
Or some truth that no one’s seen,
It’s a little bit of everything.
On the bridges side that faces towards the jail,
Setting out to join a demographic,
He hoists his first leg up over the rail.
A phone call's made
Police cars show up quickly.
The sergeant slams his passenger door.
He says, “Hey son why don’t you talk through this with me,
Just tell me what you’re doing it for.”
It’s the mountains,
It’s the fog,
It’s the news at six o’clock,
It’s the death of my first dog,
It’s the angels up above me,
It’s the song that they don’t sing,
It’s a little bit of everything.”
He is smiling and holding out his plate,
And the further he looks back into his timeline,
That hard road always had led him to today,
And making up for when his bright future had left him,
Making up for the fact that his only son is gone,
And letting everything out once, His server asks him,
Have you figured out yet, what it is you want?
The biscuits and the beans,
Whatever helps me to forget about
The things that brought me to my knees,
So pile on those mashed potatoes,
Add an extra chicken wing,
I’m having a little bit of everything.
To a wedding she has scheduled for the fall,
Her man says, “Baby, can I make an observation?
You don’t seem to be having any fun at all.”
She said, “You just worry about your groomsmen and your shirt-size,
And rest assured that this is making me feel good,
I think that love is so much easier than you realize,
If you can give yourself to someone,
Then you should.
The way you joke, the way you ache,
It is getting up before you,
So I can watch you as you wake.
So in the day in late September,
It’s not some stupid little ring,
I’m getting a little bit of everything.
It’s the matador and the bull,
It’s the suggested daily dosage,
It is the red moon when it’s full.
All these psychics and these doctors,
They’re all right and they’re all wrong,
It’s like trying to make out every word,
When they should simply hum along,
It’s not some message written in the dark,
Or some truth that no one’s seen,
It’s a little bit of everything.
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I love this song. I think the song is about hope and the different ways we process it. In the first verse, sadly, the guy jumping from the Golden Gate Bridge has lost all hope. In the second verse, the old man in the buffet line struggles to keep hope alive while wrestling with his past. In the third verse, the bride-to-be sees hope in a future married life in the face of a mundane present. The real beauty of the song is in how it paints three very different scenarios without judgement. It lets you, the listener, draw the conclusions.
Totally agree - my favorite song right now for all the reasons you mention! Thanks for a great interpretation!
Totally agree - my favorite song right now for all the reasons you mention! Thanks for a great interpretation!
Beautifully explained. I heard this song on Austin City Limits and was impressed by the imagery of the lyrics. Very powerful song.
Beautifully explained. I heard this song on Austin City Limits and was impressed by the imagery of the lyrics. Very powerful song.
When it comes to life, this guy "gets it." So often, there's no one magical insight, no simple easy solution that came help you figure out why things in your life are the way they are. Sometimes it really just is a little bit of everything.
He's talking about life. Nuff said. Nice to see taylor writing about life experiences, as opposed to romantic lyrics. I think he has a very deep way of viewing life.
I think that in the second verse it might be "the way you joke" instead of "the way you choke..." at least that's how I heard it on the Live in the Bing Lounge sessions.
Agree! It is the "the way you Joke..." according to the lyrics included in the album.
Agree! It is the "the way you Joke..." according to the lyrics included in the album.
This song finds the band trading their guitar-driven sound for upright piano. Frontman Taylor Goldsmith discussed the inspiration for the song with the UK newspaper The Sun: "I wrote down the title in my notebook, unsure if I was gonna use it for anything. I was just excited about taking a phrase that I could use for a guy who was trying to explain how the world weighs on him and at the same time, for a guy explaining what he wants to eat. Everything else came out of that."
I don't mean to say that these lyrics are self-explanatory, because it's so pretentious when people say that, because most often, songs aren't self-explanatory in the least, but this song is very straight-forward in saying what it means. It's very anecdotal, and it says what it means without saying what it means. In that way, it's not straight-forward, because it's a simple list of things that when put together, are strong. The man is killing himself because of "the mountains," "the fog," "the death of my first dog." And that's the whole point of the song, and it's title, and that's that it really is a little bit of everything.
This is a great song with three little vignettes about different aspects of life. To me it sounds like classic Jackson Browne, right down to the guitar solo.
I thought the guitar solo was surely David Lindley. Then I read the album credits.
I thought the guitar solo was surely David Lindley. Then I read the album credits.
It isn't about someone killing himself. The first verse is about a guy trying to escape from jail. He misses the fog, the mountains, and even the 6 o'clock news. The second verse is about a man who is looking back on the hard times that lead him to where he is today like the fact he lost his son. The third verse is pretty self explanatory. I love this song, all too often we take for granted the little things in life.
The first verse is in fact about someone ready to jump from the Golden Gate Bridge. "With his back against the San Francisco traffic, on the (Golden Gate) bridge's side that faces toward the jail (Alcatraz). Sadly, the Golden Gate Bridge is the #1 suicide location in North America. I think this verse is meant to paint a picture of someone who has lost all hope. The next two verses are scenarios of people struggling to keep hope alive while struggling with their past and future, respectively. I totally agree: never take for granted the little things. Cheers!
The first verse is in fact about someone ready to jump from the Golden Gate Bridge. "With his back against the San Francisco traffic, on the (Golden Gate) bridge's side that faces toward the jail (Alcatraz). Sadly, the Golden Gate Bridge is the #1 suicide location in North America. I think this verse is meant to paint a picture of someone who has lost all hope. The next two verses are scenarios of people struggling to keep hope alive while struggling with their past and future, respectively. I totally agree: never take for granted the little things. Cheers!
The first verse is plainly obvious about someone attempting suicide. He's Joining "a dempgraphic" in other words becoming a statistic. He's hoisting his leg up over the rail of the bridge where he's standing. It is then an phone call is made and police show up.
The first verse is plainly obvious about someone attempting suicide. He's Joining "a dempgraphic" in other words becoming a statistic. He's hoisting his leg up over the rail of the bridge where he's standing. It is then an phone call is made and police show up.
This song sounds like a really terrible ripoff of "Long December" by the Counting Crows. Everything from the piano progression and drum beat to the lyrical themes and singer's vocal style is a near-facsimile of that song. If Dawes added in the accordion fills I honestly would think I was listening to a cover of Long December. Ridiculous.
Just listened to Long December, I think there's something wrong with your ears lady. There's a lot of factors that make these two songs very different, lady.
Just listened to Long December, I think there's something wrong with your ears lady. There's a lot of factors that make these two songs very different, lady.
agree with cwhitcomb, I like both songs, but this song is not like "Long December" except for maybe the tempos are close. The two bands have two distinct sounds mainly defined by the song writing and the texture of their singers' voices. Again those are exceptionally unique to each.
agree with cwhitcomb, I like both songs, but this song is not like "Long December" except for maybe the tempos are close. The two bands have two distinct sounds mainly defined by the song writing and the texture of their singers' voices. Again those are exceptionally unique to each.
i hear Jackson Browne in the vocals, if anything. downvoted
i hear Jackson Browne in the vocals, if anything. downvoted