Lyrics
Who’d have thought that I’d ever stray or get it on like Jackie Du Pre
Expressing surprise at straying from the expected path, referencing Jackie Du Pre as an unexpected comparison.
From the bars of Aigburth and all the way to Memphis?
Reflecting on a journey from Aigburth bars to Memphis, possibly symbolizing life's unpredictable course.
I’ve been enraged by every machine on the road to improbable dreams.
Feeling anger towards obstacles on the path to unlikely dreams, possibly involving challenges with technology.
I had a snake eyed low in self esteem to drive me.
Acknowledging low self-esteem symbolized by a snake-eyed figure influencing personal drive.
And I held the world in my hands, but it slipped through my fingers and thumbs.
Having a grasp on the world but losing it, emphasizing the ephemeral nature of success or control.
And I am a victim of fame. Mother Nature you play a mean game in denial. In denial. In denial
Identifying as a victim of fame, criticizing the harsh game played by Mother Nature in denial of reality.
Just like The Smiths at the cemetery gates, Lordy, Lord it’s already too late
Drawing parallels to The Smiths at cemetery gates, expressing a sense of lateness or missed opportunities.
To go and sell my soul to Satan at the crossroads.
Rejecting the idea of selling one's soul to Satan at the crossroads, possibly resisting compromise for success.
Every other troubled boy would want to break away and destroy
Addressing the rebellious nature of troubled boys who seek to break away and cause destruction.
And give a learned man a dissertation field day.
Suggesting that troubled boys may present intellectual challenges with dissertations, portraying defiance.
And I had the world at my feet, but it rolled away down Nowhere Street.
Having the world within reach but losing it on Nowhere Street, underscoring missed opportunities or setbacks.
Yes, I am a victim of fame. Lady Luck you’ve undone me again in denial. In denial. In denial
Reiterating victimhood to fame, blaming Lady Luck for undoing success in denial of personal responsibility.
Any other Mother's boy would want to make some radical noise
Highlighting the rebellious nature of any mother's boy wanting to make radical noise and defy norms.
And give that psycho dude Herr Sigmund Freud an earache.
Suggesting that defying norms might annoy figures like Sigmund Freud, indicating unconventional behavior.
And I held the world in my hands, but it slipped through my fingers and thumbs.
Repeating the theme of holding the world and losing it, emphasizing the fleeting nature of control.
Yes, I am a victim of fame. Mother Nature you play a mean game.
Affirming victimhood to fame, accusing Mother Nature of playing a harsh game in denial of recognition.
In denial. In denial. In denial. In denial, Hoo Hah. In denial all the while. In denial, Hoo Hah. In denial all the while.
Repeating the mantra of denial, possibly expressing a continuing refusal to accept the realities of fame.
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