Soundbites
Revolutionary Shades: Unveiling the Grey Story of Soundbites
Lyrics
Super furry dromedary and eyes the colour of a dark red sky,
Describing someone with a distinctive appearance, comparing their eyes to a dark red sky.
And the weekend should not depend on the weatherman's weather eye.
Expressing that weekend plans shouldn't be influenced by weather predictions.
This is the gilt edge of the wedge, an average grey story
Referring to a critical point in an ordinary, unremarkable story.
Of a revolutionary who was boring too.
Telling the story of a revolutionary who, ironically, was dull and uninteresting.
This is the spilt milk stench of a wretch, an average cold walk home.
Describing a miserable experience, using the metaphor of spilled milk, on an average journey home.
Avoiding the sunspots and soundbites like snowstorms.
Avoiding attention and clichés, comparing them to snowstorms.
A vision that does not focus on
Rejecting a vision that neglects the peculiar and focuses on common despair.
The weird but rare and their total despair,
Critiquing a culture that ignores the weird but rare, emphasizing total despair.
The crack whore culture, mindful of nothing,
Highlighting a culture (crack whore culture) characterized by mindlessness and apathy.
It's catchy and touchy and where is the wealth?
Questioning the value of catchy and touchy things, asking about the absence of wealth.
This is the guilt end of the wedge, an average grey story
Repeating the reference to a critical point in an ordinary story for emphasis.
Of the revolutionary who was boring too.
Reiterating the unimpressive nature of the revolutionary character.
This is the spilt milk stain of wretch, an average cold walk home.
Repeating the metaphor of spilled milk, emphasizing an average journey home.
Avoiding the sunspots, soundbites like snowstorms.
Reiterating the avoidance of attention and clichés, using snowstorms as a metaphor.
And I hope my camel is able to handle
Expressing a hope that a camel can endure challenging journeys.
All the treacherous journeys home.
Metaphorically referring to difficult experiences as treacherous journeys home.
And I've smelled your sandals and my camels,
Referencing a personal connection through the smell of sandals and camels.
And yours are truly second to none.
Complimenting the quality of the addressee's sandals.
This is the guilt end of the wedge, an average grey story
Repeating the reference to a critical point in an ordinary story for emphasis.
Of a revolutionary who was boring too.
Reiterating the unimpressive nature of the revolutionary character.
This is the spilt milk smell of wretch, an average cold walk home.
Repeating the metaphor of spilled milk, emphasizing an average journey home.
And avoiding the sunspots, soundbites like snowstorms.
Reiterating the avoidance of attention and clichés, using snowstorms as a metaphor.
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