The words are so familiar-
All the same greats, the same mistakes
It doesn't have to be like this.
If you don't make a friend, now
One might make you-
So learn
The gentle art of making enemies
Don't look so surprised
Happy birthday...Fucker
Blow that candle out,
We're gonnaa kick you
[Don't say you're not because you are]
[Don't say you're not because you are]
[History tells us that you are]
[History tells us that you are]
All you need is just one more excuse
You put up one hell of a fight
I want to hear your very best excuse
Never felt this much alive
Your day has finally come
So wear the hat and do the dance
And let the suit keep wearing you.
This year you'll sit and take it
And you will like it
It's the gentle art of making enemies
I deserve a reward
'cause I'm the best fuck that you ever had
And if I tighten up my hole
You may never see the light again
[There's always an easy way out]
[There's always an easy way out]
[You need something wet in your mouth]
[You need something wet in your mouth]
Never felt this much alive
All the same greats, the same mistakes
It doesn't have to be like this.
If you don't make a friend, now
One might make you-
So learn
The gentle art of making enemies
Don't look so surprised
Happy birthday...Fucker
Blow that candle out,
We're gonnaa kick you
[Don't say you're not because you are]
[Don't say you're not because you are]
[History tells us that you are]
[History tells us that you are]
All you need is just one more excuse
You put up one hell of a fight
I want to hear your very best excuse
Never felt this much alive
Your day has finally come
So wear the hat and do the dance
And let the suit keep wearing you.
This year you'll sit and take it
And you will like it
It's the gentle art of making enemies
I deserve a reward
'cause I'm the best fuck that you ever had
And if I tighten up my hole
You may never see the light again
[There's always an easy way out]
[There's always an easy way out]
[You need something wet in your mouth]
[You need something wet in your mouth]
Never felt this much alive
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Uh, prison rape, seriously everyone?
I think this song means exactly what the title says, making enemies. On purpose.
Mike Patton has said so in an interview himself, "People think too hard about my lyrics. I'm just the kind of guy who chooses words because they rhyme, and not because of the meaning."
But I guess some people have a point when it comes to this album being about prison.
To me, this song must be about Jim Martin and the events surrounding his not amicable departure.
I think it's about how Patton likes to rape his groupies.
Well, I sure hope you're right -- I'm seeing him in June. lol
for anyone used, abused, intolerated, looked down on etc. this song kicks ass especially when you are in one of those i hate everyone moods but it isnt just another crap song about hate, the song is written properly
This is when General Patton is pissed off, particularly he wants to hear no excuses from Layne Staley
Personally I think the song is about someone in the Corporate world who hates being in that world and Finally just flips the fuck out.
This song is about never learning from your mistakes, and highlights the absurdity of being committed, as some people are, to blaming everything except themselves for their problems - "So wear the hat and do the dance, and let the suit keep wearing you". Specifically, wanting to make friends but instead repeatedly making enemies and then making things worse, instead of breaking bread. Ironically, this all comes of feeling insecure and defensive about being judged and made an enemy of, prompting one to 'pre-emptively' strike first, in the process making another enemy, thus self-sabotaging and being an enemy to yourself, instead of looking out for yourself. It's never been about the enemies, unless, that is, you have come to the conclusion that your only consistent enemy has been you. You couldn't break bread with yourself you. You deny that part of yourself and allow it to punish/fuck you. And repeat. You were probably (or will be) the last person to see it.
Check out the book by artist James Whistler entitled "The Gentle Art of Making Enemies"
The line happy birthday fucker just sums things up so well. I write it on all my cards
Whenever I hear this song, I always think about those people who are always looking for a reason to fight, but when they have the opportunity, don't take it. More of a personal insight than anything, as someone who always wants to hurt people but hates doing it. Or something like 'at. My ideas are kind of blurred at the moment, perhaps someone else could make these a bit clearer.
"And all you need is just one more excuse." "This year you'll sit and take it."