In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
The Creation of Man
Peacocks!
Sink me!
Think ye, Sir, how those feathered boys love to flaunt their tails
Stallions
Zounds Sir!
Hounds, Sir! Stags!
Of the goosie and the gander
Sir, who's gender is the grander
Sir to render total candor
Sir, the splendor is the male's!
What Mans duty is to wield the sword, defend the cave!
What! Oh no, highness, a male's duty is to uphold the banner of beauty
And you, as prince of our land, must lead the way
Be an example to your sex, give your boot a dapper strap
And it's smarter if your garter has some snap
Cravats should be flounced about our necks!
Let the royal coattails flap!
Be bewitching with some stitching on your cap
Now drape your cape and puff your cuff, embroider those lapels!
Be the king of the beasts in pastels
La but someone has to strike a pose
And bear the weight of well-tailored clothes
And that is why the Lord created men!
You're a nincompoop, Blakeney
Why thank you, Sir
Always said you were, always said leave the fancy dress to the women!
Let me be a Roman, put on a tunic
Bare the legs, a-what
Sink me! The man's lost his senses! Bare legs!
Strut Sir!
What Sir
Roosters do give a cock his comb and the hens will pale
Bucks! Bulls!
More Sir!
Boars, Sir! Rams!
Of the nanny-goat and billy, Sir, whose beard is fully wooly
Sir It's bully for the billy for he's willy-nilly male!
Well the male animal is dashing of course, robins redbreast
Moose with antlers!
Sir, Be a lion-hearted prig! Fill those pantaloons with light!
I could dangle down a spangle out of sight
Oh yes, be bold Sir! When it's cold slap on that wig
Draw your breeches in quite tight
Even more so and your torso will ignite!
Now smock your frock
Perfume your plume!
I'll let my waistcoat swing
And the jungle will bow to its king!
La but someone has to strike a pose
And bear the weight of well-tailored clothes
And that is why the Lord created men!
Now, strange, there's nothing about it in the book of Genisus
Genisus! Ah, but think Sir
Adam was a gentleman in Eden
Though his body was admired,
You would grant the adding of a fig leaf was inspired
Oh, a fig leaf did just the job
If you're out to make a splash, Cheri, do know your haberdashery!
Buttons, buckles, ruffles, and lace!
Represent the human race!
Butbut someone has to strike a pose
And bear the weight of well-tailored clothes!
Each species needs a sex that's fated to be highly decorated!
That is why the Lord created men!
Peacocks!
Sink me!
Think ye, Sir, how those feathered boys love to flaunt their tails
Stallions
Zounds Sir!
Hounds, Sir! Stags!
Of the goosie and the gander
Sir, who's gender is the grander
Sir to render total candor
Sir, the splendor is the male's!
What Mans duty is to wield the sword, defend the cave!
What! Oh no, highness, a male's duty is to uphold the banner of beauty
And you, as prince of our land, must lead the way
Be an example to your sex, give your boot a dapper strap
And it's smarter if your garter has some snap
Cravats should be flounced about our necks!
Let the royal coattails flap!
Be bewitching with some stitching on your cap
Now drape your cape and puff your cuff, embroider those lapels!
Be the king of the beasts in pastels
La but someone has to strike a pose
And bear the weight of well-tailored clothes
And that is why the Lord created men!
You're a nincompoop, Blakeney
Why thank you, Sir
Always said you were, always said leave the fancy dress to the women!
Let me be a Roman, put on a tunic
Bare the legs, a-what
Sink me! The man's lost his senses! Bare legs!
Strut Sir!
What Sir
Roosters do give a cock his comb and the hens will pale
Bucks! Bulls!
More Sir!
Boars, Sir! Rams!
Of the nanny-goat and billy, Sir, whose beard is fully wooly
Sir It's bully for the billy for he's willy-nilly male!
Well the male animal is dashing of course, robins redbreast
Moose with antlers!
Sir, Be a lion-hearted prig! Fill those pantaloons with light!
I could dangle down a spangle out of sight
Oh yes, be bold Sir! When it's cold slap on that wig
Draw your breeches in quite tight
Even more so and your torso will ignite!
Now smock your frock
Perfume your plume!
I'll let my waistcoat swing
And the jungle will bow to its king!
La but someone has to strike a pose
And bear the weight of well-tailored clothes
And that is why the Lord created men!
Now, strange, there's nothing about it in the book of Genisus
Genisus! Ah, but think Sir
Adam was a gentleman in Eden
Though his body was admired,
You would grant the adding of a fig leaf was inspired
Oh, a fig leaf did just the job
If you're out to make a splash, Cheri, do know your haberdashery!
Buttons, buckles, ruffles, and lace!
Represent the human race!
Butbut someone has to strike a pose
And bear the weight of well-tailored clothes!
Each species needs a sex that's fated to be highly decorated!
That is why the Lord created men!
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