Flavor of the Month Club
Rebel Anthems: Unveiling the Allure of Defiance in Bratmobile's 'Flavor of the Month Club'
Lyrics
You got your new clothes and your new friends to match
You have acquired new clothes and friends to match.
And too many dishes and a boyfriend, what a catch
You possess too many responsibilities, including a boyfriend who is considered a catch.
Ladies doing nothing, that's your claim to fame
Your claim to fame is doing nothing, particularly as a woman.
Oh yeah, uh huh, now you're all the same
Now you've become like everyone else, losing your individuality.
I wish I still had something better to do
The speaker wishes for something more meaningful to do than lamenting about appearance.
Than to cry about my clothes and my new hairdo
Expressing discontent about crying over clothes and a new hairstyle.
No one saying nothing, just stand in line
People remain silent, merely conforming without expressing themselves.
To what do we owe these fabulous times?
Questioning the reason behind the seemingly fabulous times.
Gimme gimme gimme more things! more things!
Desire for more material possessions.
Does it really make you happy, is that really what you mean?
Raising skepticism about the true source of happiness.
"The boy is mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Referencing "The boy is mine" possibly questioning ownership in relationships.
Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?
Pondering the desire to own someone or something.
At least all the guys know if they fuck with me
Asserting that anyone crossing the speaker will face significant consequences.
That I'll fuck them up indefinitely
Reiterating the speaker's readiness to defend themselves.
I don't know who you think you're trying to impress
Questioning the intentions behind trying to impress others.
But when you try too hard you get much less
Warning against trying too hard, as it may lead to lesser results.
You're saying there's a fight, but there's no contest
Disputing the existence of a real fight, claiming superiority.
You can say you're better, but you know I'm the best
Asserting personal excellence despite others' claims.
Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!
Requesting information or affirmation about a specific thing.
It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean?
Asserting ownership of a particular scene, questioning understanding.
"The boy is mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Recurrence of "The boy is mine" theme, questioning possessiveness.
Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?
Reiterating the inquiry about the desire to own someone or something.
I know that all you try to do is put me down
Acknowledging attempts to put the speaker down but highlighting indifference.
But no one really cares about your hanging around
Asserting that no one cares about the presence of the person in question.
You're acting fuckin' stupid, we can all see that
Criticizing irrational behavior, visible to everyone.
But I ain't telling no one, 'cause a fact is a fact
Acknowledging the observed stupidity without public disclosure.
I'm glad I could provide you with something to do
Expressing satisfaction in providing the person with something to do.
Like someone new to hate, well I hate you too
Acknowledging being a new target of hate but reciprocating the feeling.
Gimme gimme gimme more things! more thing!
Desire for more material possessions, echoing line 9.
Does it really make you happy, is it really what you mean?
Reiterating skepticism about the true source of happiness.
"The boy is mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Repetition of "The boy is mine" theme, emphasizing possessiveness.
Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?
Reiterating the inquiry about the desire to own someone or something.
Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!
Requesting information or affirmation about a specific thing, echoing line 19.
It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean?
Reiterating ownership of a particular scene and questioning understanding.
"The boy is mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Repetition of "The boy is mine" theme, emphasizing possessiveness.
Gimme gimme gimme one thing!
Desire for one specific thing, echoing lines 9 and 29.
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