Lyrics
I was stark I was ravening
I was intense and voracious
I was idle in spring, and it felt good
I was lazy in spring, and it was pleasurable
I was fashioned after something made of wood, that I shouldn't have done
I was created in the likeness of something wooden, a choice I regret
Some girls got guns
Some girls possess power or influence
And some get into running favors for the Queen
Some engage in tasks for the Queen, possibly cryptic or mysterious
Like deciphering what it means when the band goes
Exploring the confusion when the band produces a sound represented as "Doorah"
"Doorah, doorah, doorah, doorah"
Repetition of the onomatopoeic sound, possibly symbolizing an enigma
I was bedsit and reviews were rave
I lived in a small, rented room, and critics praised my work
I dug your poetry a grave and it felt good
I buried your poetic expression, and it was satisfying
I was modeled after something made of wood, that I shouldn't have done
I was crafted in the likeness of something wooden, a regrettable choice
Some boys build guns
Some boys create weapons
And some have built the running errands for the King
Some engage in tasks for the King, perhaps carrying out orders
Like making out the words when the band goes
Deciphering the meaning when the band produces the sound "Doorah"
"Doorah, doorah, doorah, doorah"
Repetition of the onomatopoeic sound, suggesting an ongoing mystery
Hey there, pretty flower
Greeting to an attractive person
Get yourself together
Advice to pull oneself together
Mama's been looking for you
Mother is searching for you
But mama should know better
Mother should exercise better judgment
I was silver I was gold
I possessed qualities of both silver and gold
I watched Holly going lightly down the road
Observing Holly moving lightly along the road
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