Lyrics
Another blow out night and I think I'm gonna hit the decks
Expressing a night of excess, suggesting the speaker intends to DJ or play music.
I'm crashin' through the streets now feelin' like rejected checks
Describing a reckless journey through the streets, feeling like discarded or unaccepted items.
I'm bailin' outta this one like a million times before
Choosing to exit a situation as done many times before, indicating a familiar pattern of behavior.
Just a preliminary move and I'm headin' for the nearest door
Taking a preliminary step, perhaps implying a desire to avoid complications by leaving.
Eyes go starin but I'm feelin so goddamn blind
Feeling disoriented despite others looking at the speaker; a sense of confusion.
Gonna start a chain reaction gonna run it 'till I lose my mind
Planning to initiate a series of events, intending to continue until losing control.
Firin' the gun but I'm never gonna leave the blocks
Using the metaphor of firing a gun, but not progressing, possibly stuck or hesitant.
Gimme solid gold action gimme something that really rocks
Seeking exciting and valuable experiences, asking for something that truly excites.
Headin' for the door all alone in the morning
Heading towards an exit alone in the morning, indicating a solitary departure.
Ready for the floor and I'll crash right out
Prepared to hit the floor, likely a dance floor, and crash out, potentially exhausted.
Headin' for the gore of a loner night so borin'
Approaching a night of boredom and loneliness, anticipating a mundane experience.
Now it's time to turn out the light
Signifying the end of the night, turning off the light as a symbolic action.
These streets are never changin'
Observing a lack of change in the streets, possibly expressing frustration or stagnation.
And I know'em too goddamn well
Familiarity with the streets, acknowledging their unchanging nature.
You got the boulevard of boredom and a main street right to hell
Describing the streets as dull and leading to a negative destination, like hell.
Stuck too many years in this forgotten maze
Feeling trapped for many years in a monotonous situation or lifestyle.
Gonna take it to the end I'm gonna TELL it to your sorry face
Determined to endure and communicate dissatisfaction directly to someone's face.
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