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Take These Hands and Throw Them in the River Lyrics
we got desperate waiting for our chance to come
i got drunk you got high
you would not let your eyes
we got desperate waiting for our chance to come
i got drunk you got high
you would not raise your eyes
cop cars on every corner
we're all alone
cop cars on every corner
we're crawling home
cop cars on every corner
we're all alone
cop cars on every corner
we're crawling home
take these hands and throw them in the river
take these hands and throw them in the river
take these hands and throw them in the river
take these hands and
bury them in your hands
bury them in your hands
bury them in your hands
bury them in your hands
I am guessing that this song is about how useless you become to "the cause" (in this band's case, the cause would be general social change that would end with anarchism) by both impairing yourself with drugs (you could be using your time for activism and the like is what I see it to be saying) and/or putting yourself at risk of being jailed, which would basically suspend you from the "revolutionary" process.
still, death to sXe. it makes me want to puke.
The line should be:
We got desparate waiting for our cheques to come I got drunk, you got high You would not raise your eyes
This is the best song i have ever heard in my life, i dont know what its about, but all i know is i cant stop listening to it
greatest song ever.
A-fucking-men rosshahaha
a beautiful song
Failure and redemption. They act irresponsibly and wreck themselves, and then struggle home to a mother-figure who hugs them and washes them clean of their ill deeds, in the proverbial river.
Failure and redemption. They act irresponsibly and wreck themselves, and then struggle home to a mother-figure who hugs them and washes them clean of their ill deeds, in the proverbial river.
The title of the song is taken from the book "King Leopold's Ghost". To give some context, Leopold was a Belgian king who enslaved African people of the Congo for slave labour in the rubber industry - and the practice of cutting off hands and throwing them in the river. The book ties up with a chilling description of how Leopold's ghost still haunts our modern world... in government buildings and police stations. I assume Menuck is relating this concept of the looming presence of long-gone tyrants to the inescapable tyranny of the modern day.