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Don't ever fucking question that (6x)
[Slug]
Enough to hold you to the brightest of lights,
to place you dangerously close to that sun,
enough to acknowledge the flaws you can't ignore
and recognize the cause of what's done is done,
more than enough to put my name behind my ideals,
and neglect my logic twice daily.
enough to keep me looking for my lucy in the sky with gems,
when I remember how you used to call me baby,
enough to look in my mirror with detest
for every tear you shed regardless of why you wept,
enough to curse any man who can't appreciate the depth
of the ocean I swam till I ran out of breath.
I love you, don't ever fucking question that,
that's why we'll probably never get along.
if I was better at finding the right words to say,
I wouldn't need to write these motherfucking songs.
[Slug]
I love you, I love you (faded)
never, don't ever fucking question that,
don't ever fucking question that.
riding the public transit,
I study the blank stares to answer my questions
of how and why I got so many grey hairs.
I take care of the nervous that runs through my extension cord,
and I reflect on that reoccurring dream where we met the Lord.
single file lines, to give her a pound one at a time
but when i faced her- I attempted to embrace her, she looked so fine,
I awoke from my sleep before her bodyguard had a chance to beat me
to submission and I still walk with my religion.
I watched the children scurry in circles around a two-way mirror,
worrying about which side of the glass projects the reflection clearer.
I hear the whispers of the wind trying to get me to grin,
gassing' me up about the love that I plucked and I've been stuck within,
for every eclipse that stares at me
from the other side of a paper cup of espresso-
I light a match beneath a kettle,
and for ever set of lips that become attached and equipped with that program
to seek success, i bleed my ethics out a slow drip.
I used to know a man who met a woman, dont remember where,
big beautiful eyes and light brown hair,
she was from the burbs, he was from the south side of the city,
this was back when Franklin avenue was still pretty.
two different worlds apart, but the world is just a small town-
we all know how people like to get down.
here we go, aquarius, pisces,
feel the flow of the fluid as I swim through it to free my soul.
bush shoved the cane without the glove numbed the pain.
the magic from up above what it does for the brain,
make the love, paint the picture,
write the song, the player met a virgin made a virgo named him sean.
make the love, paint the picture,
write the song, the player met a virgin made a virgo named him sean.
make the love, paint the picture
and write that song till the break of dawn.
[Slug]
I love you- don't ever fucking question that,
that's why we'll probably never get along.
if I was better at finding the right words to say,
I wouldn't have to write these motherfucking songs.(2X)
I love you (make the love, paint the picture,
and write that song [in faded background]).
I love you.. I love you..
[Slug]
Enough to hold you to the brightest of lights,
to place you dangerously close to that sun,
enough to acknowledge the flaws you can't ignore
and recognize the cause of what's done is done,
more than enough to put my name behind my ideals,
and neglect my logic twice daily.
enough to keep me looking for my lucy in the sky with gems,
when I remember how you used to call me baby,
enough to look in my mirror with detest
for every tear you shed regardless of why you wept,
enough to curse any man who can't appreciate the depth
of the ocean I swam till I ran out of breath.
I love you, don't ever fucking question that,
that's why we'll probably never get along.
if I was better at finding the right words to say,
I wouldn't need to write these motherfucking songs.
[Slug]
I love you, I love you (faded)
never, don't ever fucking question that,
don't ever fucking question that.
riding the public transit,
I study the blank stares to answer my questions
of how and why I got so many grey hairs.
I take care of the nervous that runs through my extension cord,
and I reflect on that reoccurring dream where we met the Lord.
single file lines, to give her a pound one at a time
but when i faced her- I attempted to embrace her, she looked so fine,
I awoke from my sleep before her bodyguard had a chance to beat me
to submission and I still walk with my religion.
I watched the children scurry in circles around a two-way mirror,
worrying about which side of the glass projects the reflection clearer.
I hear the whispers of the wind trying to get me to grin,
gassing' me up about the love that I plucked and I've been stuck within,
for every eclipse that stares at me
from the other side of a paper cup of espresso-
I light a match beneath a kettle,
and for ever set of lips that become attached and equipped with that program
to seek success, i bleed my ethics out a slow drip.
I used to know a man who met a woman, dont remember where,
big beautiful eyes and light brown hair,
she was from the burbs, he was from the south side of the city,
this was back when Franklin avenue was still pretty.
two different worlds apart, but the world is just a small town-
we all know how people like to get down.
here we go, aquarius, pisces,
feel the flow of the fluid as I swim through it to free my soul.
bush shoved the cane without the glove numbed the pain.
the magic from up above what it does for the brain,
make the love, paint the picture,
write the song, the player met a virgin made a virgo named him sean.
make the love, paint the picture,
write the song, the player met a virgin made a virgo named him sean.
make the love, paint the picture
and write that song till the break of dawn.
[Slug]
I love you- don't ever fucking question that,
that's why we'll probably never get along.
if I was better at finding the right words to say,
I wouldn't have to write these motherfucking songs.(2X)
I love you (make the love, paint the picture,
and write that song [in faded background]).
I love you.. I love you..
Lyrics submitted by SkyscraperDreams
Track duration: 04:18
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Fantastic song. He does what great artists seem to do: He uses his music to create a conduit through which you feel like you are sharing his shoes.
As for "make the love, paint the picture,
write the song, the player met a virgin made a virgo named him sean" i think this is how he was created. Make the love, (parents making love to have slug) paint the picture (his family introducing him to life and preparing him to be an adult) write the song ( he becomes a successful artist). the player met a virgin (how his parents met) made a virgo (slug was born on sept 7th) name him sean (real name sean daley).
I love you, dont ever fucking question that, that's why we'll probably never get along.
it really sounds like he wrote this for his mom, saying that he may get mad at her, but he still loves her.. idk
i know no one will prove different from what i think
Push shove to came without the glove
instead of:
bush shoved the cane without the glove
(A play on words, instead of push came to shove, a phrase meaning one thing led to another, which is usually how sex happens, but rearranged to make it even more about sex, I love this fuckin guy)
Bluntly put, his dad is shoving his cane inside his mom's bush without a condom(glove).
"feel flow of the fluid as i swim through it to free my soul"
This is Slug as a sperm swimming through the fluid.
"eclipse"
Seems like he is talking about his mom staring at his dad over a cup of espresso, but maybe she was struggling with depression because during a solar/lunar eclipse, it generally gets dark. It's pretty deep way to describe depression.
It's amazing how many perspectives he has in this song. Sometimes it's unclear who "I" is in this song.
i think that when he says "for every eclipse that stares at me
from the other side of a paper cup of espresso-
I light a match beneath a kettle,
and for every set of lips that become attached and equipped with that program
to seek success, i bleed my ethics at a slow drip."
hes saying hes been unfaithful...he takes girls out for coffee, they have a cigarette, takes them home lights a kettle for tea/moer coffee, their lips become attached...then sex or "the program for success." and every time he does this his ethics bleed out of him, hence "i bleed my ethics at a slow drip"
well thats how i see it anyway
I think that this song is beyond comprehension. First, you need to have listened to SDBD II and also the other Lucy EPs to even be able to begin understanding what Slug is saying, and even then, it's still completely impossible. This song is so ambiguous that it isn't funny. It could be about women, it could be about Hip-Hop, I have no idea. It's certainly not as cut and dry as a lot of people think it is.
you are dumb.
his name is sean.
his son's name is jacob.
wow. just wow.
anywhooo.
this song is pure poetry.
that's it.
:].