Sacrifice my vanity, kick off my heels
A careless weight on your hatred,
Understand it's so simple, a simple please
To keep the faithful on a wounded knee,

To the madness I do confess
I never see myself as blessed
Confused, unaddressed,
Like a saviour I do caress,

The truth is boredom more or less
Unused, obsessed, my time is only given to you,
Too much to choose, it's not mine to contemplate
If I can lose, with this blood on my shoes

Compromise in full extreme, cut off my heels,
Name a price on what's sacred
Guaranteed I've got something,
A royal disease, take a flood to clean these streets

To the madness I do confess, forever see myself as blessed
Immune, obsessed, like a saviour I do caress
The truth is boredom, it's excess
Take more, give less, My time is only given up to you

Too much to choose, it's not mine to contemplate if I can lose
With this blood on my shoes.


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Walking Zero Lyrics as written by Ian Pickering Chris Corner

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    General CommentSacrifice my vanity, kick off my heels
    A careless weight on your hatred
    I understand it's so simple; a simple "please"
    To keep the faithful on a wounded knee.

    To the madness I do confess:
    I never see myself as blessed
    (Confused, unaddressed)
    Like a saviour I do caress,
    The truth is boredom more or less
    (Unused, obsessed)

    My time is only given to you
    Too much to choose
    It's not mine to contemplate If I can lose
    This blood on my shoes.

    Compromise in full extreme, cut off my heels
    Name a price on what's sacred
    Guaranteed I've got something;
    A royal disease
    Take a flood to clean these streets

    To the madness I do confess: forever see myself as blessed
    (Immune, obsessed)
    like a saviour I do caress
    The truth is boredom, it's excess
    (Take more, give less)
    My time is only given up to you
    Too much to choose
    It's not mine to contemplate if I can lose
    With this blood on my shoes...

    (I think the punctuation may be important in extracting the proper context)

    I would say that most of the previous posters are right, but, given the arc of the whole album from start to finish, there's a certain context that can be gleaned. Tracks like "Tesko Suicide" very cleanly comment on a resurgent "female empowerment" trend: women (and with them, girls) taking the reins of a hitherto exclusively masculine sexual role that, according to Sneaker Pimps, is ultimately empty.

    At this point in the narrative (that is, the album "Becoming X"), the spokeswoman is describing the painful disparity between how women's emotional priorities and this newly flexed sexual dominance do not, in fact, align.

    Great album, seminal trip-hop work.
    myislanduniverseon December 25, 2009   Link

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