Not surprisingly, another drug song. Yet this one seems almost like a anti-drug song.
Josh Homme is the spectator here; realising (probably out of experience) how the lives of drug-abusers look like; only looking forward to their next dose, not caring for the rest of the world and forgetting what it is to be really alive. They remain to be robots, brainwashed babies.
It leaves them in a world of shit, and at the moment they realise were they are, it’s already to late. Homme doesn’t care, they didn’t want see it (closed eyes never see it coming) and he knows it’s to late to have pity for them.
It’s the sadistic twist they never learn; everyone can get his high, you’re nothing special, you’re all robots waiting for the next dose. Running on this battery will only leave you with acid burns…
Not surprisingly, another drug song. Yet this one seems almost like a anti-drug song.
Josh Homme is the spectator here; realising (probably out of experience) how the lives of drug-abusers look like; only looking forward to their next dose, not caring for the rest of the world and forgetting what it is to be really alive. They remain to be robots, brainwashed babies. It leaves them in a world of shit, and at the moment they realise were they are, it’s already to late. Homme doesn’t care, they didn’t want see it (closed eyes never see it coming) and he knows it’s to late to have pity for them. It’s the sadistic twist they never learn; everyone can get his high, you’re nothing special, you’re all robots waiting for the next dose. Running on this battery will only leave you with acid burns…