I want to say:
It's my second hand wonder, a thing that recovers the doubt
Slim door,
Like a rainstorm, you've got to do what you want and say it
It's of my design assembled at the cut
Slim door,
It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel
You go down, down, down, down
Slim door,
It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel
You go down, down, down, down
Harness your hopes to the folks with the liquor with the ropes. Red, red ropes, periscopes
They've got everything will ever need stored under the chair
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Don't waste your precious breath explaining that you are worthwhile
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Be patient and I'll let you see my
Carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
Carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
Carrot rope, feed my thrill,
It's time to get me off of the ground,
The wicket keeper is down
the wicked keep us down?
Hey little boy, would you like to know what's in my pocket or not
It's no ploy, it's no gimmick,
It's the chance of a lifetime to see something that's never seen by mere mortals
Except me
And myself
And sweet I, so what do you say?
Would you like to play 20 questions with me?
A little, little Christian lie,
A little, little Christian lie
Debating if it's time to drop the bomb on you, my dear
A little, little Christian lie,
A little, little Christian lie
Let's get down to brass tacks and start it
A carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
A carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
Carrot rope, feed my thrill
It's time to get me off of the grounds
The wicket keeper is down,
The wicked keeper is down
And he gets me off of the grounds
Leg
It's my second hand wonder, a thing that recovers the doubt
Slim door,
Like a rainstorm, you've got to do what you want and say it
It's of my design assembled at the cut
Slim door,
It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel
You go down, down, down, down
Slim door,
It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel
You go down, down, down, down
Harness your hopes to the folks with the liquor with the ropes. Red, red ropes, periscopes
They've got everything will ever need stored under the chair
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Don't waste your precious breath explaining that you are worthwhile
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Be patient and I'll let you see my
Carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
Carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
Carrot rope, feed my thrill,
It's time to get me off of the ground,
The wicket keeper is down
the wicked keep us down?
Hey little boy, would you like to know what's in my pocket or not
It's no ploy, it's no gimmick,
It's the chance of a lifetime to see something that's never seen by mere mortals
Except me
And myself
And sweet I, so what do you say?
Would you like to play 20 questions with me?
A little, little Christian lie,
A little, little Christian lie
Debating if it's time to drop the bomb on you, my dear
A little, little Christian lie,
A little, little Christian lie
Let's get down to brass tacks and start it
A carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
A carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
Carrot rope, feed my thrill
It's time to get me off of the grounds
The wicket keeper is down,
The wicked keeper is down
And he gets me off of the grounds
Leg
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"Carrot rope" in this case is indeed about smoking weed to "get me off of the ground(s)" which when you realize a that a carrot grows down under the ground one would need to be under it to use it as a rope to get on-top/"off of" it. It's about using weed to get out of a funk and stay fascinated with life and not end up like those that use alcohol to sit on their ass and "rub the rope red" from an ineffetual state of mind(depressed/hungover/drunk).
Wicket keeper is down... prolly a loose reference to the wicket in cricket that are aimed at to be knocked down to initiate a run sequence (you'll have to read about it yourself at wiki:wicket for the rules; oddly enough the wickets are colored orange and about the size of a joint). So yea, imagine a dealer (wicket keeper) dropping 'officially' orange wickets to the ground which tranmogrify into carrots, aka "underground/depression escape ropes". So beyond just smoking it, it's about establishing a relationship with a dealer.
Did I get it? ~:DDDDD
But you never know - maybe it *is* about cricket. I'm American so I know next to nothing about cricket - but I do think he is saying "wicket keeper" because in the video he makes a gesture as if swinging a cricket bat (stick? mallet?) when he sings that line. Cricket is played on cricket "grounds." you could be rained out, hence "beat by weather." A seriess of puns about penises and cricket.
"Harness your hopes to the folks
with the liquor with the ropes,
Red, red ropes, periscopes
They've got everything will ever need
stored under the chair"
Are cricket grounds bordered by ropes? Do people drink liquor from red roped "botas" at cricket mathches? (Remember "botas?" Those leather wine sacks with red rope straps that you could bring into concerts that didn't allow glass bottles. No?)
Well . . . who knows?
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it's at about 3:04.
I don't know still could be a joint, but I'm really torn on this song. It's SUPER catchy, especially for a Pavement song, but I get uncomfortable listening to it, because it totally sounds like a molestation by a trusted friend or something, and minimizing it as a "Christian lie."
"Debating if it's time
to drop the bomb on you, my dear"
Going to pop the question.
"would you like to know
what's in my pocket"
It's a ring.
"gets me off of the grounds"
SM no longer playing the field.
Carrot= Karat
Pavement songs can mean whatever you want.