I've always wondered what they were talking about in this song, besides the Mounties. There's obviously some nitty-gritty S&m stuff intertwined. I don't think it's just drug induced rambling. One of the best things about BOC is their incredibly precise, (while remaining) obscure lyrics. Everything always means something. My dad told me once that he and a friend used to write in to the official fanclub or people of the band, and they would mail back lyrics to songs they requested, and I assume some kind of explanation. Maybe we're all left to our own devices for deciphering them for a reason. Maybe it's all about coming to our own individual conclusions?
Hey Harvester, indeed, a fan club address was listed within the liner of a couple albums, and they'd reply with lyrics printed on computer greenbar paper, which was ubiquitous for mass commercial printing through the 1980's and on. No explanation was included nor, imhfo, needed.
Hey Harvester, indeed, a fan club address was listed within the liner of a couple albums, and they'd reply with lyrics printed on computer greenbar paper, which was ubiquitous for mass commercial printing through the 1980's and on. No explanation was included nor, imhfo, needed.
What I wouldn't give to dig up my old greenbar lyrics.
What I wouldn't give to dig up my old greenbar lyrics.
I've always wondered what they were talking about in this song, besides the Mounties. There's obviously some nitty-gritty S&m stuff intertwined. I don't think it's just drug induced rambling. One of the best things about BOC is their incredibly precise, (while remaining) obscure lyrics. Everything always means something. My dad told me once that he and a friend used to write in to the official fanclub or people of the band, and they would mail back lyrics to songs they requested, and I assume some kind of explanation. Maybe we're all left to our own devices for deciphering them for a reason. Maybe it's all about coming to our own individual conclusions?
Hey Harvester, indeed, a fan club address was listed within the liner of a couple albums, and they'd reply with lyrics printed on computer greenbar paper, which was ubiquitous for mass commercial printing through the 1980's and on. No explanation was included nor, imhfo, needed.
Hey Harvester, indeed, a fan club address was listed within the liner of a couple albums, and they'd reply with lyrics printed on computer greenbar paper, which was ubiquitous for mass commercial printing through the 1980's and on. No explanation was included nor, imhfo, needed.
What I wouldn't give to dig up my old greenbar lyrics.
What I wouldn't give to dig up my old greenbar lyrics.