Boat Builders

Breaking Chains and Building Boats: A Wilhelm Scream's Anthem of Liberation
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Lyrics

Phone it in again, another in the bank

Expressing a lack of effort or enthusiasm, repeating a routine task with ease

I'm spoiled by the riches

Feeling accustomed to wealth and comfort

I had a line to remember and

Had a memorable idea or thought

I wrote it in the sand

Recorded the memorable idea casually, not giving it proper attention

Tried to go get it but the tide swooned

Failed attempt to retrieve the idea, hindered by external factors


We are the lucky ones, we ain't got it so bad

Despite challenges, considering themselves fortunate

Baby, you go all in, sometimes you win

Taking risks in life with the possibility of success

You bet

Affirming a bet or commitment


We are the noise makers, the modern wayfarers

Identifying as creators of commotion, contemporary wanderers

Here be no guts, no glory

No rewards without taking risks

There be no guts, no glory

Reiteration of the importance of risk for glory

Tell me why'd I wait so long

Expressing regret for delaying action

To break these chains around me

Feeling confined and finally deciding to break free

We share without knowing

Sharing experiences without full awareness of consequences

Screams soaring in every direction

Chaotic sounds and expressions in various directions

We sweat like boat builders and

Working hard, putting in effort like boat builders

Marvel at our work

Admiring the results of their hard work

Smiling at the imperfections

Accepting flaws and mistakes with a positive attitude


We are the lucky ones, we ain't got it so bad

Emphasizing their perceived luck and relative lack of difficulties

Baby, you go all in, sometimes you win

Encouraging taking risks, acknowledging potential victories

We will get up to get down

Committing to getting up after setbacks

Keep the faith, sing loud

Urging to maintain faith and express oneself boldly


Why'd I wait so long to break these chains

Regretting the delay in breaking free from constraints


Give them our regards out there

Sending greetings to others, indicating a temporary departure

Tell them we'll be back again

Promising a return to a specific location

New Bedford, bury me somewhere near you

Expressing a desire to be buried in a particular place


Smiling at the imperfections as they

Accepting imperfections with a positive outlook

Disappear over the horizon

Watching imperfections fade away or become less significant

From Rain City to Gainesville we ran

Reflecting on a journey from one place to another

Then back to Melville again

Revisiting a location named Melville after a journey

With whiskey-soaked tales, half-forgotten

Recalling stories influenced by alcohol, partially forgotten

Still in the bottle at the bottom

Remaining challenges or struggles represented by the bottom of a bottle


Tell me why'd I wait so long

Reiterating the regret of delaying liberation from constraints

To break these chains around me

Expressing a feeling of confinement and the desire for freedom

Why'd I wait so long to take

Questioning the delay in taking control of one's life

The reins of my life

Questioning the delay in seizing control and direction of life

Why'd I wait so long to break these chains

Repeating the regret for not breaking free from constraints sooner

Why'd I wait so long to take the reins

Repeating the question of why one delayed taking control of life


I've been guilty, I know it, believe me

Admitting guilt and acknowledging a state of boredom and laziness

I admit, I've been bored, I've been lazy

Acknowledging past boredom and laziness

Down and out on Cherokee Street

Referencing a specific street and expressing a low point

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