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Nobody's coming down the hall
Nobody echoes in my head
Broken reflection had a look
Nobody ever needed her
I got what was
I want to take what's left
Ready now
Beautiful senses are gone
Canary in a gilded cage
Singin'
Sweet, soft, and low
I will poison you all
Come closer, racing to your turn
I got what was
I want to take what's left
No talk will cure
What's lost, or save what's left
For the deaf
I can go get fucked
Lie beside the ditch
So low round my neck
Strung out every stitch
Who are you hiding
Is it safe for the deaf
Beautiful cancer
Infiltrate and forget
And I saw you coming
And I heard not a thing
A mistake not to listen
When I knew where you'd been
And I got what was
I want to take what's left
No talk will cure
What's lost, or save what's left
For the deaf
Nobody echoes in my head
Broken reflection had a look
Nobody ever needed her
I got what was
I want to take what's left
Ready now
Beautiful senses are gone
Canary in a gilded cage
Singin'
Sweet, soft, and low
I will poison you all
Come closer, racing to your turn
I got what was
I want to take what's left
No talk will cure
What's lost, or save what's left
For the deaf
I can go get fucked
Lie beside the ditch
So low round my neck
Strung out every stitch
Who are you hiding
Is it safe for the deaf
Beautiful cancer
Infiltrate and forget
And I saw you coming
And I heard not a thing
A mistake not to listen
When I knew where you'd been
And I got what was
I want to take what's left
No talk will cure
What's lost, or save what's left
For the deaf
Lyrics submitted by ikari, edited by Per_Killer
Track duration: 03:13
"A Song for the Deaf" as written by Josh Homme, Mark William Lanegan, Nick Oliveri
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing
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I don't know exactly what this song's about, but it creates some very vivid images... I always thought of it as being about a serial killer (represented by Lanegan's vocals) breaking into the house of a deaf man (the narrator). That doesn't really match up with the lyrics, now that I think of it, but that's just what I picked up from it.
"So low round my neck
Strung out every stitch"
I always thought it was
"This halo 'round my neck
Has torn out every stitch"
But the first verse is him all alone and sees "her" in his broken reflection (he's obsessed over it cuz he sees her in his reflection, which I'm guessing is a mirror, since I think he says he's "outta luck" not "had a look"). Both choruses are talking about him "getting" how things really were between them, and he's desperate and wants to take whats left between them, which will not be fixed or saved by any talk from himself or anyone.
The 2nd and 3rd verses are him being left senseless and trapped in his depression, and he feels like just killing the whole world. The verse about being in a ditch could mean something else depending on the real words, but I think that's just him in hate-life mode. And the last verse just pretty much reiterates and provides a little more detail about the whole shebang, what with him getting blindsided and shit on by this "beautiful cancer" (pretty self explanatory metaphor there). So yyyup that's pretty much what I think this is about, but that could just be cuz I've had my own girl problems lately :X haha
I think Homme is trying to say that you have to sometimes let stubborn people be stubborn. You can't waste your time constantly preaching to someone or trying to make them see things your way. In the end, it's like talking to the deaf. I especially sense this message in the chorus. He's speaking as someone who understands himself and the world, and doesn't care about other people's perceptions ("Broken reflection...nobody ever needed it").
I also believe that he's comparing deafness to blindness in the "blind can go get fucked" verse, with the latter being a metaphor for ignorance. It's one thing to acknowledge a circumstance, and not allow it to change your views or ideals. It's another thing to be in denial. Stubborness and ignorance are not one and the same, in his eyes.