Miss Jones taught me English
But I think I just shot her son
Cause he owed me money
With a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now he's bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didn't mean it but man you should've seen it
His flesh explode
Slow motion see me let go
We tend to die young
Slow motion see me let go
What a brother knows
Slow motion see me let go
Now the cops will get me
But girl if you would let me
I'll take your pants off
I got a little bit of blow we could both get off
Later bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of Coke I cut with Draino
An her nose starts to bleed
A most beautiful ruby red
Slow motion see me let go
We'll remember these days
Slow motion see me let go
Urban life decays
Slow motion see me let go
And at home
My sister's eating paint chips again
Maybe that's why she's insane
I shut the door to her moaning
And I shoot smack in my veins
Wouldn't you?
See my neighbor's beating his wife
Because he hates his life
There's an arc to his fist as he swings
Oh man, what a beautiful thing
And death slides close to me
Won't grow old to be
A junkie wine-o creep
Hollywood glamorized my wrath
I'm the young urban psychopath
I incite murder
For your entertainment
'Cause I needed the money
What's your excuse?
The jokes on you
Slow motion see me let go
Slow motion see me let go
Slow motion see me let go
But I think I just shot her son
Cause he owed me money
With a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now he's bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didn't mean it but man you should've seen it
His flesh explode
Slow motion see me let go
We tend to die young
Slow motion see me let go
What a brother knows
Slow motion see me let go
Now the cops will get me
But girl if you would let me
I'll take your pants off
I got a little bit of blow we could both get off
Later bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of Coke I cut with Draino
An her nose starts to bleed
A most beautiful ruby red
Slow motion see me let go
We'll remember these days
Slow motion see me let go
Urban life decays
Slow motion see me let go
And at home
My sister's eating paint chips again
Maybe that's why she's insane
I shut the door to her moaning
And I shoot smack in my veins
Wouldn't you?
See my neighbor's beating his wife
Because he hates his life
There's an arc to his fist as he swings
Oh man, what a beautiful thing
And death slides close to me
Won't grow old to be
A junkie wine-o creep
Hollywood glamorized my wrath
I'm the young urban psychopath
I incite murder
For your entertainment
'Cause I needed the money
What's your excuse?
The jokes on you
Slow motion see me let go
Slow motion see me let go
Slow motion see me let go
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Slow Motion Lyrics as written by Stephan Jenkins
Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, EMI Music Publishing
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I had an English teacher named Miss Jones.....didn't shoot her son though, but seriously awesome song. Best line ever IMO, "A most beautiful ruby red." just because of the way it's said.
To me Jenkins tells a narrative using amazing imagery, “and her nose starts to bleed, a most beautiful ruby red,” mimicking how Hollywood glamorizes crappy urban life/crime/drugs painting a sick but beautiful little picture in our minds (funny how humans naturally find beauty in the most twisted of things, that’s why we glamorize murder). <br /> Anyways, he makes his point at the end when the character says, “I incite murder… 'Cause I needed the money.” (In “real” life people do shitty things because literally, they need money, for whatever the reason may be.) But Hollywood, “what’s your excuse?” Why do you make movies that glamorize murder, drugs and crime for my entertainment? You can create whatever movie you want and make money. The songs character says instead of you incited murder for my entertainment, “I incite murder for your entertainment,” So guess what, “The joke's on you.” <br />