Mike Sherov
Sr. Song Lyric Analyst
Behance Team @ Adobe
Leave your Ideology at the Door
All Interpretations are Valid, Not All are Equal
There are No Experts
Discovering The True Meaning Of Selected Lyrics
Seemingly: A song about "good" patriots and citizens
Missed Context
Actually: Those "good patriots"... that ain't me! I ain't no fortunate son!
Briefly used by Richard Nixon as a campaign song before he ever sat down and heard THE CHORUS
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays Hail to the Chief
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord...
Missed Context
IT AINT ME! IT AINT ME! I AINT NO SENATORS SON!
Missed Context
Seemingly: A patriotic call for endurance through potentially rough times.
Actually: A vet comes home after fighting for his country and gets no help. "Born In The U.S.A." is more like "But I was born in the U.S.A.! How can this be what's happening?"
George Will: He is no whiner, and the recitation of closed factories and other problems always seems punctuated by a grand, cheerful affirmation: 'Born in the U.S.A.!'"
Missed Context
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "Son, don't you understand"
Seemingly: ??? Good Dance Song?
Message Overshadowed By Medium
Actually: I think my girlfriend wants to cheat on me, but is afraid of losing our relationship, so let's end it now because staying together and being unhappy is dumb. Everyone else, lets just have a good time to avoid all this nonsense.
Message Overshadowed By Medium
If what they say is "Nothing is forever"
Then what makes - then what makes
Love the exception? So why oh why oh, are we so in denial?
My baby don't mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know for sho
But does she really want it
But can't stand to see me
Walk out the door?
Actually: Pop songs are formulaic and the listeners aren't discerning, yet pop songs are a necessary evil so artists can make money so they can say real things on their other "real" songs... So why not make a fake pop song explaining that concept, so at least I can feel better about having to write pop songs.
Message Overshadowed By Medium
Seemingly: ??? A song about peter pan?
It doesn't matter what I say
So long as I sing with inflection
That makes you feel I'll convey
Some inner truth or vast reflection
But I've said nothing so far
And I can keep it up for as long as it takes
And it don't matter who you are
If I'm doing my job then it's your resolve that breaks
Message Overshadowed By Medium
There is something amiss
I am being insincere
In fact I don't mean any of this
Still my confession draws you near
To confuse the issue I refer
To familiar heroes from long ago
No matter how much Peter loved her
What made the Pan refuse to grow
Message Overshadowed By Medium
Suck it in, suck it in, suck it in If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn Make a desperate move or else you'll win And then begin to see What you're doing to me this MTV is not for free It's so PC it's killing me
Message Overshadowed By Medium
So desperately I sing to thee Of love, Sure but also of rage and hate and pain and fear of self And I can't keep these feelings on the shelf I've tried -- well no in fact I lied Could be financial suicide but I've got too much pride inside To hide or slide I'll do as I'll decide and let it ride until I've died
And only then shall I abide this tide Of catchy little tunes Of hip three minute ditties I wanna bust all your balloons I wanna burn all your cities to the ground I've found I will not mess around Unless I play then hey I will go on all day Hear what I say I have a prayer to pray That's really all this was And when I'm feeling stuck and need a buck I don't rely on luck because
Actually: A comment on the value of love songs. An ironic response to John Lennon's accusation that all McCartney does is write poppy love songs.
Too Literal
Seemingly: Professing Love To Someone
Too Literal
You'd think that people
Would've had enough of silly love songs
But I look around me
And I see it isn't so
Some people want to fill the world
With silly love songs
And what's wrong with that?
I'd like to know
Cause here I go again
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
Too Literal
Seemingly: Sir Mix a lot really likes big butts.
Actually: Yes, he loves big butts, but so does everyone else. The established concept of "skinny = beautiful" is wrong, and comes from whitewashing perpetrated by popular media.
Too Literal
Becky, look at her butt...
she's just so... black!
I like big butts and I can not lie,
You other brothers can't deny
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
Too Literal
So I'm looking at rock videos
Watching these bimbos walking like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
To do with my selection...
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Too Metaphorical
Seemingly: I'm depressed, but your love is the only good thing in my life.
Actually: I'm a vampire, but your love is the only good thing in my life.
Great example of Author Confirmation! Was Originally "Vampires In Love"
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by (because I'm a vamp now)
Too Metaphorical
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified (of being a vampire) And then I see the look in your eyes... bright eyes!
And if you only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever (because vamps live forever)
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark (because sunlight burns my vampire body)
Once upon a time there was light in my life (because I was human)
But now there's only love in the dark (because I'm a vamp)
Too Metaphorical
Seemingly: Explains deep truths about other Beatles songs.
Actually: Our songs aren't metaphors. Here's an endless barrage of meaningless red herrings. Our music seems to have layers (like an onion), but is quite transparent (like glass). Stop analyzing our lyrics.
Too Metaphorical
I told you about strawberry fields
You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go
Well here's another clue for you all
The walrus was Paul
Lady Madonna trying to
make ends meet-yeah
I told you about the fool on the hill.. Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a dove-tail joint-yeah
Looking through a glass onion
#166 on Rolling Stone's top 500 of all time
Most Played Song of All Time on BBC Radio 1
On It's Surface...
A Man Commits Murder...
Confesses to His Mother...
His Mother Please For His Life With Demons...
He resigns himself to the Demons...
His Mother Storms Away in Anger...
He Acts as if His Fate is OK...
Beneath The Surface?
Freddie Mercury has his first homosexual experience...
Confesses to his then wife...
He battles with himself and his wife over his sexuality...
He accepts his homosexuality...
His wife storms away in anger...
He is upset over hurting his wife
Methaphoric Symbols
Death / Devils = Homosexuality
God / Christ = Heterosexuality
Gun = A Certain Body Part
Mama = Mary Austin (his then wife)
Open Questions?
Why Does Mercury use negative symbolism?
Freddie Mercury has his first homosexual experience...
Confesses to his then wife...
Mama, just killed a man, put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
He battles with himself and his wife over his sexuality...
He accepts his homosexuality...
His wife storms away in anger...
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me, to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby!
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here!
He is upset over hurting his wife
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows
What does "bitch" mean?
What does "bitch" mean?
Literal Interpretation: A Woman
Jay - Z: Definitely not a woman
Samples and Borrowed Lyrics: A Woman
Theme / Wordplay : Different each verse
Answer: Different Each Verse... Dave, you were partially right.
Appreciating Lyrics As Art In And Of Themselves
The human voice as percussion instrument
Persistent use of simile and double entendre
Immersive Storytelling as communication method
Rap rejects my tape deck, ejects projectile / Whether Jew or gentile, I rank top percentile
- Fugees, Zealot
Perfected poem, powerful punch lines
Pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime
- Blackalicious, Alphabet Aerobics
Dead in the middle of little Italy little did we know that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddly.
- Big Pun, Twinz
And be prosperous, though we live dangerous
Cops could just arrest me, blamin’ us, we’re held like hostages
- Nas, NY State of Mind
Now, what you hear is not a test, I'm rapping to the beat.
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet.
- Sugar Hill Gang, Rapper's Delight
The attractive assassin,
blastin the devil trespassin
Master gettin cash in an
orderly fashion.
- The Roots, Respond/React
If I sell a brick I can buy a house
If they find the key they might lock me up
- Logic, Gang Related
When I come back like Jordan, wearing the 45
It ain't to play games with you... probably mame you.
- Jay Z, Encore
I don’t half-step on the ‘caine
- Jay Z, Hello Brooklyn 2.0
You stopping us is preposterous
like an androgynous misogynist
- Talib Kweli - Twice Inna Lifetime
I refugee from Guantanamo Bay
Dance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay
- Praz, Ready Or Not
My rhymes are like shot clocks,
interstate cops
and blood clots,
my point is your flow gets stopped.
- Talib Kweli - Hater Players
I get a beep from Renee
Because Renee uses code 2
But yet I'm chattin' with her mom dukes
She says "Renee has been shot
So Cheeks, meet me up at St. Luke's"
I jumps on the Van Wyck
I gotta make it there quick
Once upon a time not long ago
When people wore pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood
And people were behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By another lil' boy and this is what he said:
"Me and you, Ty, we gonna make some cash
Robbin' old folks and makin' tha dash"
They did the job, money came with ease
But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease
So I, pull over to the side of the road, I heard
"Son do you know why I'm stopping you for?"
Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some more?
"Well you was doing fifty-five in a fifty-four
License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carrying a weapon on you? I know a lot of you are"
I ain't stepping out of shit, all my paper's legit
"Well, do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?"
Well, my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the back
And I know my rights, so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack
You some type of lawyer or something?
Somebody important or something"
Renegade Rhyme Scheme:
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Spotify Playlist:
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