Giant Swan
Surreal Symphony: Unveiling the Enigmatic World of the Giant Swan
Lyrics
The giant swan's got ghosts in his wings
The giant swan is burdened with haunting memories or regrets.
His guts are stuffed with Polaroids, and they're all humiliating
The swan's insides are filled with embarrassing snapshots.
And when the wine's drunk and the wild cabaret has sung it's last voice
After a wild performance, and alcohol consumed, loneliness sets in.
And you're sitting all alone in the 4am darkness of a pitch-black theater
Solitude in a dark theater after a lively event.
He explodes like fireworks on the stage with gold smoke
The swan bursts onto the stage dramatically like fireworks.
Sing, your voice just won't stop blooming
Encouraging someone to sing passionately.
He wrote a play and you're the protagonist
The swan is the playwright, and you are the main character.
All the girls you wish you'd fucked make a guest appearance
Past romantic interests appear in the play.
Oh, and you just won't believe the ending
Anticipation builds for an unexpected ending.
Fly me home, giant swan!
An appeal to the swan to take the speaker home.
The giant swan's got a pixelated beak
The swan's beak is distorted, and its eyes resemble destructive imagery.
His eyes are twin mushroom clouds
The swan's feathers symbolize unsuspecting cities.
His feathers are unsuspecting cities
The swan's feathers conceal luxurious, empty spaces.
And his breasts are hollow apartments with the highest quality furnishings
Living in comfort but detached, watching TV until death.
And you can watch TV until you die there, deflated skin draped over luxury chairs
Encouraging continued vocal expression despite circumstances.
Sing, your voice just won't stop blooming
Questioning the value of a person's emotional core.
If your heart's a diamond, buddy, what's the price?
Challenging the worth of the heart as a precious gem.
If your heart's a diamond, what's the fucking price?
Reiterating the questioning of the heart's value.
Your skin is cheap and your hair is shoddy
Criticizing physical appearance, suggesting worthlessness.
So sit and watch the ballerinas kick and spin
Observing ballerinas, advocating self-revelation.
Then strip down to your vulgar skeleton
Encouraging vulnerability by stripping down to essentials.
You'd better take one more drink of Captain Morgan's rum
Advising to embrace intoxication for emotional relief.
Oh, it's gonna sting like a raw sunrise when they black swan's gone
Forewarning emotional pain when the swan is absent.
Back at the resort, the curtains closed, you haven't left the room for two solid weeks
Isolation in a resort, avoiding reality for an extended period.
With a pound of cocaine under the bed where the call girls perform their services
Reference to drug use and paid services in seclusion.
And you have to leave CNN on so you don't think about her newborn son
Keeping the news on to distract from personal issues.
Who came to this town from the crotch you're renting out
A reminder of a past relationship and its consequences.
"Who's at the door? What the fuck!
Expressing anxiety about an unexpected visitor.
Who's at the door? What the fuck!
-Who's at the door? What the fuck!"
-Your heart is sweating, your hands are turning black
Physical and emotional reactions to the stressful situation.
Your shadow breaks in wearing a ski mask
A tense confrontation with a threatening intruder.
Is that a machete at your throat?
-"Give me all your money! Give me all the dope!"
-And the sun's like a painting of your whole life
The sun symbolizes life, but the canvas cannot be altered.
You scratch at the canvas, but you can't get inside
-And the sun's like a painting of your whole life
-You scratch at the canvas, but you can't get inside
-Your family is gurgling grief
Familial distress and a possible escape in dreams.
You think you're fast asleep
Uncertainty about reality, possibly in a dream state.
Is that the curtain closing?
Questioning the finality of a situation.
Giant swan, take me to the river
Seeking solace and resolution from the giant swan.
Is that my flesh corroding?
Musing on personal decay and seeking guidance.
Giant swan, take me to the river
Repeated plea to the giant swan for assistance.
All the things you wish you said are buried with your X'd out head
Unspoken words and regrets buried with a metaphorical head.
All your ulterior motives...
A hint at hidden motives or undisclosed intentions.
Giant swan, take me to the river
Reiteration of the plea to the giant swan for guidance.
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