Foreign Exchange

Metamorphosis of Perspectives: Unveiling the Layers in 'Foreign Exchange'
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Lyrics

If the mirror lies then who can you trust

If reflections are deceptive, who can be relied upon?

The painting on the wall is so full of torture

The artwork on the wall is filled with distress and suffering.

Indigo, yellow, ultra-violet, paint by numbers, count with me

Mentions of colors (indigo, yellow, ultra-violet) and a playful reference to paint by numbers, suggesting a structured and predictable approach to life.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight and then repeat

Numerical counting, possibly indicating a methodical or repetitive nature.


Oriental snack mix like a far-east bag of tricks

A comparison of an oriental snack mix to a bag of tricks from the Far East.

A honey-glazed appetite for consumption

An intense desire for consumption with a sweetened appetite.

The crowd is chanting "Free the squatters!"

A crowd demanding the liberation of squatters, possibly reflecting societal issues.

The riot police with full-on headgear

Riot police equipped with protective gear.


Just like junior high

A comparison to experiences in junior high, suggesting similarity or repetition.

Just like a meeting of the minds in a foreign exchange

An analogy to a meeting of minds in a foreign exchange, possibly exploring the dynamics of diverse perspectives and interactions.

How quickly we change

An observation on the rapidity of change.


A head-case scenario, a blank look from lotharios

A scenario involving a confused individual, receiving a blank gaze from charming individuals (lotharios).

A pumped-up, hydraulic-equipped Cadillac from the barrio

A metaphorical description of an impressive and powerful Cadillac from a marginalized neighborhood.

"Run" say the children, but frankly I'm a dull one

Children advising to run, but the speaker hesitates and becomes passive.

I freeze in my tracks and she rides her bike into the attack

The speaker freezes, and someone (she) rides a bike into an attack, potentially symbolizing a lack of action or response.


It's like a meeting of the minds in a foreign exchange

A repetition of the analogy to a meeting of minds in a foreign exchange, emphasizing the theme of change.

How quickly we change

Reiteration of the observation on the swiftness of change.

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