Now I'm Learning to Love the War

Ecological Reflections: Father John Misty's Ode to Sustainable Existence
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Lyrics

Try not to think so much about

Reflecting on the environmental impact of creating records.

The truly staggering amount of oil that it takes to make a record

Acknowledging the substantial oil usage in record production, including shipping, vinyl, and packaging materials.

All the shipping, the vinyl, the cellophane lining

Mentioning specific components like cellophane, high gloss, tape, and gear involved in making a record.

The high gloss

Highlighting the glossy finish of records as part of the production process.

The tape and the gear

Listing additional items like tape and gear used in the creation of a record.


Try not to become too consumed

Advising against being overly preoccupied with the environmental impact of creating art, specifically portraits.

With what's a criminal volume of oil that it takes to paint a portrait

Pointing out the significant oil usage in painting, including acrylic, varnish, aluminum tubes, latex, solvents, and dye.

The acrylic, the varnish

Detailing the materials used in painting, such as acrylic and varnish.

Aluminum tubes filled with latex

Mentioning specific items like aluminum tubes filled with latex used in painting.

The solvents and dye

Listing additional materials like solvents and dye used in painting.


Lets just call this what it is

Describing the situation as the envious aspect of humanity's desire for destruction.

The jealous side of mankind's death wish

Referring to the destructive nature inherent in human jealousy.

When it's my time to go

Contemplating mortality and the legacy left behind when the time comes to depart.

Gonna leave behind things that won't decompose

Expressing a desire to leave behind things that are enduring and won't decompose.


Try not to dwell so much upon

Counseling against dwelling too much on the future mockery of selling items made from non-renewable resources.

How it won't be so very long from now that they laugh at us for selling

Anticipating future ridicule for selling items made from dinosaur bones, possibly referring to fossil fuels.

A bunch of 15 year olds made from dinosaur bones singing "oh yeah"

Imagining young individuals singing a repetitive phrase, symbolizing a futile and unsustainable cycle.

Again and again

Emphasizing the repetition of the phrase "oh yeah" and its persistence until the end.

Right up to the end

Suggesting that the repetition endures until the end of the described cycle.


Lets just call this what it is

Reiterating the destructive nature of human jealousy in the context of a death wish.

The jealous side of mankind's death wish

Repeating the idea of jealousy as a destructive aspect of humanity's desires.

When it's my time to go

Revisiting thoughts on mortality and the desire to leave behind enduring legacies.

Gonna leave behind things that won't decompose

Reiterating the intention to leave behind things that resist decomposition.


I'll just call this what it is

Declaring personal vanity and crisis as factors in the described situation.

My vanity gone wild with my crisis

Associating vanity and crisis as contributing elements to the current state.

One day this all will [Unknown]

Indicating uncertainty about the future, represented by the placeholder [Unknown].

Now sure hope they make something useful out of me

Expressing hope that something useful will be made from the speaker's existence after death.

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