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Villains Lyrics
i turned the valium up this morning
till there was ringing in my ears
i haven't felt this good in years
another villain on the cover
of every major magazine
the victim somewhere in between
see how they twist and shout
and as i'm searching for the story
subscription card falls on the floor
i'm losing interest more and more
to pick it up i'm bending over
out of the corner of my eye
i see a pair of blazing thighs
see how they twist and shout
see how they twist and shout
i straighten up to look her over
and up my back a shooting pain
it's bound to settle in my brain
another villain on the cover
of every major magazine
the victim somewhere in between
see how they twist and shout
see how they twist and shout
till there was ringing in my ears
i haven't felt this good in years
of every major magazine
the victim somewhere in between
subscription card falls on the floor
i'm losing interest more and more
out of the corner of my eye
i see a pair of blazing thighs
see how they twist and shout
and up my back a shooting pain
it's bound to settle in my brain
of every major magazine
the victim somewhere in between
see how they twist and shout
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As someone who works in major print media, I can say this: When a tragedy happens (school shooting, terrorist act, etc...) the criminal is spotlighted... not the victims.
SEE HOW THEY TWIST AND SHOUT Is a reference to the fact that the only time you ever see the victims or families of victims on the 6 o'clock news is when they're in mourning... screaming, crying and falling to the ground in sadness.
The subscription card falling to the floor is a jab at the media for their use of tragedy like this to make money. (Yay for Capitalism!)
The blazing thighs are a reference to porn magazines that usually have a bag over them that covers the girl on the cover from neck to crotcch... leaving her thighs exposed.
I think it's more general than that. He starts off by turning up the volume of the (mass marketed) music real loud, and goes on to indulge in more media (the magazine). But he's losing interest, because it's all villians and sexy advertising; twisting and shouting for his attention, but they're hardly worth noticing, so ubiquitous have they become. It's just a headache to him now.