Alright I read everyone else’s interpretation and I like them. I was surprised to see people thought this song was from Gord’s perspective, and not him in the shoes of someone else (or a younger version of himself).
When I first heard this song it resonated with me, because I was working a labour job on a shipping dock where I’d spend nights alone and get off in the early morning. Countless nights I’d think about “the dummies might be right”, as I was going to university and thought I was doing the smart thing working there and that I wasn’t like the trades workers that were already finished school and getting a paycheque. At that time (forgive me for my arrogance and naivety I was 18 and privileged) I’d always think what if they’re right, what if they’ve got this figured out and I’m wasting my time.
Avoid trends and clichés, I would think to myself as long as I distanced myself I’d be somehow exempt from the reality everyone else had already been facing. At around 1am I’d think about how the night was so long it hurts, and that I still have 3 hours to go. Then when I’d get off around 4am I’d usually be the last or one of the last to leave, the streets are empty and you’re so alone and now you’ve got to waste your morning sleeping. The dummies might be right.
I have some more to say but I’ve rambled enough now. Beautiful song and I think it may be the perspective of a younger Gord. Rest in Peace. The dummies might be right,
Alright I read everyone else’s interpretation and I like them. I was surprised to see people thought this song was from Gord’s perspective, and not him in the shoes of someone else (or a younger version of himself). When I first heard this song it resonated with me, because I was working a labour job on a shipping dock where I’d spend nights alone and get off in the early morning. Countless nights I’d think about “the dummies might be right”, as I was going to university and thought I was doing the smart thing working there and that I wasn’t like the trades workers that were already finished school and getting a paycheque. At that time (forgive me for my arrogance and naivety I was 18 and privileged) I’d always think what if they’re right, what if they’ve got this figured out and I’m wasting my time. Avoid trends and clichés, I would think to myself as long as I distanced myself I’d be somehow exempt from the reality everyone else had already been facing. At around 1am I’d think about how the night was so long it hurts, and that I still have 3 hours to go. Then when I’d get off around 4am I’d usually be the last or one of the last to leave, the streets are empty and you’re so alone and now you’ve got to waste your morning sleeping. The dummies might be right. I have some more to say but I’ve rambled enough now. Beautiful song and I think it may be the perspective of a younger Gord. Rest in Peace. The dummies might be right,