Blundertown
Drowning in Blundertown: A Deep Dive into The Birthday Party's Enigmatic World
Lyrics
Blundertown is drowned in no brainstorm
Blundertown is overwhelmed by a lack of innovative thinking or creative ideas.
Smothered in mud at the foot of the river
It's suffocated in dirt, lying at the base of the river.
The color vague is slapped around stupid
The indistinct color is carelessly applied or handled foolishly.
Blood dries to a very dull color
Blood has dried up, losing its vividness and becoming uninteresting.
I'm drowning and there is no relief from
I'm submerged and there's no escape or respite from
It's only 12,000 miles to heaven
Heaven seems close, but the journey is hindered by a dysfunctional vehicle and articulate people around.
But the car is broken and we're all well-spoken
Despite being articulate, social interaction is strained, feeling a lack of acceptance from others.
I've met three people but I don't think they like me
There's a sense of social unease, feeling disliked by the few encountered.
And we all talk about the state of the weather
Conversations are mundane, focusing solely on discussing trivial topics like the weather.
I'm drowning and there is no relief from
I'm engulfed, and there's no escape or relief from
And everything I say are my own thoughts
All expressions and thoughts voiced are personally owned.
Don't listen to my very dull brother
Advising not to pay attention to a boring or uninteresting sibling.
I'm drowning and there is no relief from
I'm submerged, and there's no escape or relief from
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