Wordmule

Wordmule: Unraveling the Threads of Existence in Flames
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Lyrics

Your world is in flames there ain't even a name

Your world is in chaos, and there's no specific label for the intense emotions you experience while witnessing its destruction.

For the feelings you feel as you watch it all burn.

There's a girl in the distance trying to get your attention, but the name she's calling is not yours; instead, she calls:

There's a girl in the distance, she's calling your name,

She's calling out the term "word-mule," suggesting a symbolic figure or concept.

But the name that she's calling is not your name, she calls:

The repetition of "word-mule" emphasizes its significance, but the person being called is preoccupied with plowing a field.


The word-mule! the word-mule! the word-mule!

The repetition of "the word-mule" and "plowing the field" suggests a strong focus on a task or duty, possibly distracting from external calls.

But he's plowing the field

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The word-mule! the word-mule! the word-mule!

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But he's plowing the field

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And you can't walk on that water, I know 'cause I tried.

Walking on water is impossible, hinting at the limitations and challenges faced, possibly related to unrealistic expectations.

It's our spider web-thinking, it's just too heavy with holes.

"Spider web-thinking" symbolizes intricate but fragile thought patterns burdened by holes, implying flawed reasoning.

And our thoughts they are made up of red georgia clay,

Thoughts are compared to "red georgia clay," suggesting a connection to Southern culture and the idea that our beliefs may be grounded in specific, unyielding ways.

We think we know everything, but man we don't know:

Despite thinking we know everything, the reality is that we lack true understanding or knowledge, indicated by "man we don't know."


The word-mule! the word-mule! the word-mule!

Reiteration of "the word-mule" and "plowing the field" emphasizes the persistence of a duty or distraction.

But he's plowing the field

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The word-mule! the word-mule! the word-mule!

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But he's plowing the field here come the word-mule!

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My friends,

An address to "friends" introduces a warning to be cautious of deceitful individuals such as hustlers, preachers, and shysters.

Look out for hustlers for preachers for shysters,

A call to be vigilant against those who use persuasive language and false virtue.

Them silver-tongued saints who pretend to do good,

The mention of "silver-tongued saints" highlights the deceptive nature of those who pretend to be virtuous.

'Cause they're geeks biting chicken-heads off with their witty rejoinders they ain't nothing but greasy fast food for:

Warning against individuals who, despite their clever remarks, are nothing more than superficial and harmful.


The word-mule! the word-mule! the word-mule!

Repetition of "the word-mule" and "plowing the field" is reiterated, possibly underscoring the continuous distraction from important matters.

But he's plowing the field

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The word-mule! the word-mule! the word-mule!

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But he's plowing the field

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