This is a song about something there
There is something about this song
We did the clubs what ass
I was hoping to have her in the sack
I was looking handsome
She was looking like an erotic vulture
I was all dressed in black she was all dressed up in black
Every thing was fine down here
What you call it here, call it what you will here
Way down down down in this subbacultcha
Her warm white belly in the life I'd lived had seen nothing
Finer she shakes and she moves me or something
She's like jellyroll like sculpture
I was wearing eyeliner she was wearing eyeliner
It was so good down here saving for my scrapbook here
Way down down down in this subbacultcha
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
Now we live on the sea and relax and ride the tack
Drug running on this panamanian schooner
She walks the deck in a black dress
And me I dress up in black and we listen to the sea
And look at the sky in a poetic kind of way, what you call it
When you look at the sky in a poetic kind of way
You know when you grope for luna
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
...
There is something about this song
We did the clubs what ass
I was hoping to have her in the sack
I was looking handsome
She was looking like an erotic vulture
I was all dressed in black she was all dressed up in black
Every thing was fine down here
What you call it here, call it what you will here
Way down down down in this subbacultcha
Her warm white belly in the life I'd lived had seen nothing
Finer she shakes and she moves me or something
She's like jellyroll like sculpture
I was wearing eyeliner she was wearing eyeliner
It was so good down here saving for my scrapbook here
Way down down down in this subbacultcha
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
Now we live on the sea and relax and ride the tack
Drug running on this panamanian schooner
She walks the deck in a black dress
And me I dress up in black and we listen to the sea
And look at the sky in a poetic kind of way, what you call it
When you look at the sky in a poetic kind of way
You know when you grope for luna
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
...
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all the dressing in black, the eyeliner, the black feather boa his erotic vulture is wearing; hes attracted to this goth chick, hes "hoping to have her in the sack", so he adopts the whole goth thing in order to impress/get closer to her
Sorry for being a huge nerd and possibly ruining the song with analysis, but I thought it was awesome that Black would put so much thought into two little lines.
This song is a bit different to the others on the album. The thing that I like about it is the creative use of syllables and timing in the words - "everything was fine down here / what you call it here / call it what you will here" - the words carry their own rythm and the reversal of the wording adds a sort of symmetry.
The symmetry is all through the song, the whole "I was.../she was..." pairing of the verses.
Also interesting are the reflexive lyrics: "this is a song about something there / there's something about this song" (more lyrical symmetry too).
And the end lines - "when you look at the sky in a poetic kind of way/you know when you grope for luna", seems to me that this is a comment on the moon being an inspiration for anyone with a poetic/romantic personality but our attempts to write when inspired by the beauty of the moon (luna) is always relatively clumsy compared to the reality (we can only "grope" for it).
They didn't play this song, but that's ok.
I love the "you know when you grope for luna" part as well, and I thought the same thing about it as caitsith01 up there ^^. I love how the music sort of stops when he says it, too, making it sound somewhat awkward, which I think adds to the message of how, as cait puts it, "our attempts to write...[are] always relatively clumsy compared to the reality". Not sure if that was intentional, that's just what I get out of it.
and i think that there is a hint of wiki culture in the word "luna"
but not enough occurrences of the word so might not be,
i like the "i was../she was.." pairing
and frank's mannages to emphesize the fact that goth is something undefined using the
"what you call it here
call it what you will here
way down down down in this subbacultcha"
i love this song and the pixies very much.