Women
Desperate Women and Velvet Horns: Unveiling the Layers of Primitive Radio Gods' 'Women'
Lyrics
Don't say you love me, life isn't fair
Expressing skepticism about love and highlighting life's unfairness.
And I don't care
Indifference or detachment, reinforcing the lack of concern.
So don't be stupid
Advising against foolishness or naivety.
Who builds the missiles? Who trains the gods?
Raising questions about the responsibility for creating destructive forces.
I am the rod in desperate women
Identifying oneself as a source of support for distressed women.
We can ask for nothing more
Contentment with what is already available, emphasizing modest desires.
Chocolate legs and velvet horns
Imagery suggesting a mix of pleasure ("chocolate legs") and danger ("velvet horns").
Faceless sailors on the shore
Anonymous figures observing from a distance, possibly representing society.
I'll be the sole survivor
Claiming resilience and the ability to endure challenges alone.
Unlock your doors and let me in
Requesting entry into someone's life or heart.
I'll be the sole survivor
Reiteration of being the last one standing after a trial or difficulty.
I'll bend you down and stick it in
Explicit and potentially controversial imagery of intimacy.
I'll wear the apron, I'll play the part
Willingness to take on domestic roles and engage in creative pursuits.
Of modern art, Leo de Vinci
Referencing the concept of artistry, invoking Leonardo da Vinci.
Why try and save her? She lives in every song
Questioning the need to rescue or save a particular woman who is omnipresent.
She's like a gong
Comparing the woman to a gong, possibly emphasizing her resonance or impact.
You've got to bang her
Suggesting a need for active engagement or participation in the relationship.
We can ask for nothing more
Repetition of contentment with the current state of affairs.
Chocolate legs and velvet horns
Recurrence of pleasurable and dangerous imagery.
Faceless sailors on the shore
Reiteration of distant observers, emphasizing their lack of identity.
I'll be the sole survivor
Reassertion of resilience and individual strength.
Unlock your doors and let me in
Request for acceptance or admission into someone's life.
I'll be the sole survivor
Repeating the theme of being the last one standing.
I'll bend you down and stick it in
Reiteration of explicit and potentially controversial imagery.
I'll be the sole survivor
Continued emphasis on individual survival and endurance.
Unlock your doors and let me in
Continued plea for inclusion or acceptance.
I'll be the sole survivor
Repetition of being the last one standing after challenges.
I'll bend you down and stick it in
Reiteration of intimate and controversial imagery.
I'll be the sole survivor
Continued emphasis on individual resilience and survival.
Unlock your doors and let me in
Persistent plea for acceptance or admission.
I'll be the rising sirens
Introducing the concept of rising sirens, potentially signaling danger.
I'll bend you down and stick it in
Reiteration of explicit and potentially controversial imagery.
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