Quite the interpretation, Haemoglobiner, kudos for all the thought put into it. I think that's a good summary of the song's meaning. Although, this song could also be aboot the process of aging any person goes through.
"Had a little monkey/I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread..."
-The gingerbread-eating monkey could be the children of the United States, young, spoiled, and raised as such.
"Along came a choo choo,/ knocked my monkey coo-coo/and now my monkey's dead/at least he looks that way, but then again don't we all?/(what i make is what i am, i can't be forever)...."
-Adolescence and adulthood comes, and society, the choo choo train, sedates and runs naivity over; we are now prejudice, hypocritical, self-righteous adults whose inner child and innocence is virtually dead, although as yound adults, we haven't yet accepted that.
"and now my monkey's dead/poor little monkey..."
As older adults, we've come to terms with this death of innocence and childhood.
"make you.../break you.../make you.../break you.../lookout..../(what i make is what i am, i can't be forever)"
-Society usually molds us into self-righteous, uninformed carbon-copy worker drones and breaks our once hopeful, naive spirits.
"we are our own wicked gods/with little "g's" and big dicks/sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise..."
-Self-explanatory, we are responsible for what we do; as well, we tend to be perverse and selfish, thought not as important as we think. We are all sadistic and two-faced; eventually, we spin our demise and die inside. All that's left is that death manifest into the physical.
Quite the interpretation, Haemoglobiner, kudos for all the thought put into it. I think that's a good summary of the song's meaning. Although, this song could also be aboot the process of aging any person goes through.
"Had a little monkey/I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread..." -The gingerbread-eating monkey could be the children of the United States, young, spoiled, and raised as such.
"Along came a choo choo,/ knocked my monkey coo-coo/and now my monkey's dead/at least he looks that way, but then again don't we all?/(what i make is what i am, i can't be forever)...." -Adolescence and adulthood comes, and society, the choo choo train, sedates and runs naivity over; we are now prejudice, hypocritical, self-righteous adults whose inner child and innocence is virtually dead, although as yound adults, we haven't yet accepted that.
"and now my monkey's dead/poor little monkey..."
"make you.../break you.../make you.../break you.../lookout..../(what i make is what i am, i can't be forever)" -Society usually molds us into self-righteous, uninformed carbon-copy worker drones and breaks our once hopeful, naive spirits.
"we are our own wicked gods/with little "g's" and big dicks/sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise..." -Self-explanatory, we are responsible for what we do; as well, we tend to be perverse and selfish, thought not as important as we think. We are all sadistic and two-faced; eventually, we spin our demise and die inside. All that's left is that death manifest into the physical.