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I used to think it black while at my country seat
Now I'm peaking in so many ways
The gloom is in retreat
Yes the dark epoch is over I've found my efeblum
Then passed Ernst's mausoleum defended by a rook
Who shot a look so virulent it pierced me like a hook
The palaver of Solipsists exploding in my skull
Yeah and we both despise all of the academic swine
Who made the author of "Discus Ulysses" benign
So what if Wednesday finds us
Wearing rabies parachutes
Foaming like the melodies of sea foam fairy flutes
The atmosphere is viscous we're sticking to the brine
Yeah and we both despise all of the academic swine
Who made the author of "Discus Ulysses" benign
When the lanterns fill with finches
So begins the brawl
'Cause their brains are like porcupines
And mine's a paper ball
I know they don't understand they don't get us at all
Their moss mangles polyanthus
And mine's a paper ball
Now I'm peaking in so many ways
The gloom is in retreat
Yes the dark epoch is over I've found my efeblum
Then passed Ernst's mausoleum defended by a rook
Who shot a look so virulent it pierced me like a hook
The palaver of Solipsists exploding in my skull
Yeah and we both despise all of the academic swine
Who made the author of "Discus Ulysses" benign
So what if Wednesday finds us
Wearing rabies parachutes
Foaming like the melodies of sea foam fairy flutes
The atmosphere is viscous we're sticking to the brine
Yeah and we both despise all of the academic swine
Who made the author of "Discus Ulysses" benign
When the lanterns fill with finches
So begins the brawl
'Cause their brains are like porcupines
And mine's a paper ball
I know they don't understand they don't get us at all
Their moss mangles polyanthus
And mine's a paper ball
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Anyway, I can't figure out the meaning of it at all BUT the line "Foaming like the melodies of sea foam fairy flutes?" makes me so happy because the mental imagery is so pretty ^__^
The entire song seems really silly and I like it lots. Do I understand a word of it? Nope, but it puts me in a good mood and that's good enough for me.
As for the title, apart from being a pun on "Venus in Furs", I believe it's a metaphor for pretentiousness, which would fit perfectly considering the topic of this song.
What I find ironic is that the narrator in this song rants about such people, not realizing they are one of those people themselves.
I actually know a guy who behaves exactly like the character in this song.
AND, this song is so great, upbeat, and like... happy, especially toward the end. It makes me want to dance. A lot.
MY happy meter before listening to this song~
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My happy meter AFTER listening to this song~
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i don't think being a deep person is a negative in any way, it's when you think you're smarter and automatically meaning you're also very deep. that's just me, i give everyone a chance until they prove they really are retarded is all.
i'm not gonna pretend i understand/know all the references in the lyrics, i only learned about solipsists because of this page.
i agree with most of what dfitzd posted.
palaver is idle or misleading talk, and solipsists only believe in themselves. this kind of behavior, the over-intellectualized element of the university and academic world, drives kevin crazy and is even worse than a pretentiously titled book about one of the more pretentious books that most pretentious people love to talk about - james joyce's Ulysses.
the part about ernst and his mausoleum and his rook is confusing. i thought he might mean max ernst, the surrealist, who had an alter-ego he often drew in his art called loplop, but i don't know if it looked at all like a rook
Although this isn't as obviously crammed full of intellectual references, I believe there are still a few. For example, Solipsism is the belief that only one's own self exists. (that's all I could identify, but then I'm not exactly overtly educated, nor will I pretend to be.)