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Ow!
I've crushed a thousand ants
And I've flushed a hundred spiders
I didn't even know their names
I never let it bother me
Dead bugs on the sole of my shoes
Dead bugs clog the drain
What's dead is now long forgotten
I never let it bother me
No memories of anything, no feeling
No memory of anything, no pain
Blood rain stains my shirt
Blood rain blackens my heart
A thousand bloody faces crack my mind
Uhuh
What's done is done
I just always was
What's done is lost in memory
I never let it bother me
I never let it bother me
I've crushed a thousand ants
And I've flushed a hundred spiders
I didn't even know their names
I never let it bother me
Dead bugs on the sole of my shoes
Dead bugs clog the drain
What's dead is now long forgotten
I never let it bother me
No memories of anything, no feeling
No memory of anything, no pain
Blood rain blackens my heart
A thousand bloody faces crack my mind
Uhuh
What's done is done
I just always was
What's done is lost in memory
I never let it bother me
I never let it bother me
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This song is awesome.
One of the first true grunge songs. Amazing song. As far as the meaning, it's like this kind of existential motif that I notice used to come up in a lot of early Seattle/SubPop stuff (for example, nirvana's "Stain" which came out much later, and quite a few Soundgarden and Tad songs). Emotional distance from death and suffering in the world as a coping mechanism. The subject of the song drops out to avoid being the kind of bastard one has to be to get by in the world. I won't play the game if I can't win. It was distinctively Mark Arm's song, though.
It's criminal how little attention Green River gets on this site. I know they're obscure, but it sucks.