Reba sink a boulder in the water
Reba tie a cable to a tree
Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper
Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune
Knee deep in the motel tub
Reba dangle ladle form her lip
dip
sip
Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume
mutter to a farmer in a truck
Take a peek at the cheetah, Reba
cheetah on the prowl in a cage
sink a boulder in the water
tie a cable to a tree
Mutter "nature" to the nag
with the lipstick perfume
Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover
thunder in a circle
down the pipes
Bag it
Tag it
Sell it to the butcher in the store
Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub
picked up a jar unscrewed the top
and watched it drop into the water
A little scoop of plaster mix
some coffee grounds and mud
and then she stirred it with the ladle
that her Grandmother had bought her
threw in a pot of melted wax
a forefoot and a hoof
apple core, worms galore
and a can of some corrosive
coconuts and chloroform
some wicker and some cork
Toxic waste, some purple paste
she hoped was not explosive
Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation
and she knew that what she make
would be the finest in the nation
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This is one of the greatest musical songs I have ever heard. But the lyrics are some of the weirdest I've ever heard. But PhisH is the greatest band ever!!
this is one of the greatest songs ever, confusing and long, but everything about it is good
the jam after all those lyrics is probably my favourite of all phish jams.... the goovy and for lack of a better word "phishy" sequence leading up to it is awesome in its own right (even though phish do things a lot like it in other tunes like divided sky for example). 17/8/96 is a particularly good version so check it out!!!!!!!!!
you should definatly do the shoppin- cart dance to this song, while stoned.
I agree with x0nix. The jam is awesome. The whistling part is the best.
Phish, you pot induced bastards, I love you.
this song is the perfect cruising song. its so long, yet goes back to that "bag it tag it sell it to the butcher in the store" every time. while stoned of course
this song is the perfect cruising song. its so long, yet goes back to that "bag it tag it sell it to the butcher in the store" every time. while stoned of course
I love this song! The lyrics crack me up, and they are classic Phish - tongue-twisting, oddly detailed descriptions with no apparent explanation or purpose.
The composed music part has a cool feature to listen for. At 5:12 (studio version) the guitar and keyboard play a schizophrenic melody together in unison. At 5:48 the melody repeats - but this time with the piano staying a beat before the guitar.
And of course the jam after that is sublime.
i interpreted the lyrics as this> she's in the bathtub putting all these whacky ingredients in... doesnt really know what she's soing. but then at the end she "tastes" her creation and then, after the chorus, she begins to trip out. thats when the whacky jam kicks in. eventually the trip calms a little and becomes a more euphoric typ of thing and the jam shifts to that like drum & bass n infinite sustain type of thing. real chill. and bag it tag it sel it... well i think she knows she has a psychedelic thin going for her so she's gonna sel that shit. the whole thing may just be a metaphor for making sellin and takin drugs im not sure
this tune is autobigraphical....a bit pompous ("...what she made would be the finest in the nation"), maybe but also prophetic...as long as it's solely for the music, i await ghoti's return in a state of permanent salivation