Cut Up Angels Lyrics

Lyric discussion by LyricalAvenger 

Cover art for Cut Up Angels lyrics by Used, The

I'll check these lyrics more carefully later, even though it's clearly "lust to my brain" each time. (This includes the backwards part at the beginning)

Of the three ideas currently on the table about the theme of this song (sin --> repent / sex / suicide), I don't see how there's any contest: suicide creates the most sweeping consistancy with the lyrics.

They'll clean up the mess Bite into the bottle/chew up the glass Kick out the chair/hung there The abuse (you've) been through

I think much of what turns people off about The Used -- yes, aside from Bert's less-than-palatable screaming, which I rather quite enjoy -- is the poetic, seemingly nonsensicle lyrics. Some people need to understand EVERYTHING a song is trying to say. I don't really give a rat's ass sometimes: if the music moves me to tears or to moshing, I could give a shit less what the singer says, as long as he says it EFFECTIVELY.

"Well, you're never gonna find it, if you're looking for, it won't come your way": ungrammatical. "Dined and dashed, the pianist peddled into morning": meaningless. So what? The songs evoke feeling that I cannot deny and will not ignore just because of the freaking words, y'know?