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does anyone in here get hit
with inside fever?
so bad sometimes it's hard
to move around
they'll show you all the things
you are not doing
instead of helping you they'll
lock you out
and you're whining you shouldn't waste your money
but the couch fibers keep you inside
so i'm so sorry I came in
late this evening
but all the clocks around
the town had died
and all the fruit store's colors
were so bright
with couples smiling
cooking things tonight
and what were all those
troubles on my mind
oh I took a walk
The room is filled with men and coke
And I don't break 'til midnight shock
Are you feeling warm tonight?
Turn it down? Well, I just might
The room is filled with ancient apes
Where I've been and what I ate
What I asked you drill them out
And ... every little doubt
The room is filled with gummy bears
Electric shavers, ingrown hairs
I keep the curtains high enough
You sleep on cotton, rest in fluff
The room is filled with catalogues
Encyclopaedias, books enough
To keep me busy in the morning
Sun sets fast without warning
The room is filled with cords and plugs
Electronic translucent bugs
And what's that crawling all around?
What's that twitching, is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
does anyone in here get hit
with inside fever?
so bad sometimes it's hard
to move around
they'll show you all the things
you are not doing
instead of helping you they'll
lock you out
and you're whining you shouldn't waste your money
but the couch fibers keep you inside
so i'm so sorry I came in
late this evening
but all the clocks around
the town had died
and all the fruit store's colors
were so bright
with couples smiling
cooking things tonight
and what were all those
troubles on my mind
yes I took a walk
oh i like a walk
with inside fever?
so bad sometimes it's hard
to move around
they'll show you all the things
you are not doing
instead of helping you they'll
lock you out
and you're whining you shouldn't waste your money
but the couch fibers keep you inside
so i'm so sorry I came in
late this evening
but all the clocks around
the town had died
and all the fruit store's colors
were so bright
with couples smiling
cooking things tonight
and what were all those
troubles on my mind
oh I took a walk
The room is filled with men and coke
And I don't break 'til midnight shock
Are you feeling warm tonight?
Turn it down? Well, I just might
The room is filled with ancient apes
Where I've been and what I ate
What I asked you drill them out
And ... every little doubt
The room is filled with gummy bears
Electric shavers, ingrown hairs
I keep the curtains high enough
You sleep on cotton, rest in fluff
The room is filled with catalogues
Encyclopaedias, books enough
To keep me busy in the morning
Sun sets fast without warning
The room is filled with cords and plugs
Electronic translucent bugs
And what's that crawling all around?
What's that twitching, is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
does anyone in here get hit
with inside fever?
so bad sometimes it's hard
to move around
they'll show you all the things
you are not doing
instead of helping you they'll
lock you out
and you're whining you shouldn't waste your money
but the couch fibers keep you inside
so i'm so sorry I came in
late this evening
but all the clocks around
the town had died
and all the fruit store's colors
were so bright
with couples smiling
cooking things tonight
and what were all those
troubles on my mind
yes I took a walk
oh i like a walk
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I don't care about material things- sings the animals on My Girls. And on Sweet Road, the traveler must learn to lay down his burdens before she can move on.
And so many of their songs are about what the philosopher Felix Deleuze calls becoming-animal. They are about learning how to use your body as if it were a new thing, about going native, running wild, getting us 'ancient apes' in touch with our inner monkey.
The more crap* the narrator has, the less he seems able to do. Now he has installment plans, tivo'd flicks, facebook updates, and so forth crowding out his life. His TV shows him all the things he is not doing. Inside Fever- watch out, its contagious!!
* - its important how we refer to posessions as sh*t and crap - as children our first object we have to store away is our feces - always in the same spot (like a bank deposit), always the same ritual before & after for which we were rewarded or punished, leads to screwed up behavior concerning objects latter on down the line.
and psychedelic drugs in general.
"does anyone in here get hit
with inside fever?
so bad sometimes it's hard
to move around
they'll show you all the things
you are not doing
instead of helping you they'll
lock you out"
you get stuck thinking about everything you were trying to aviod.
"and you're whining you shouldn't waste your money
but the couch fibers keep you inside"
obviously don't know why you keep tripping, but this couch is so comfortable for you mind.
"so i'm so sorry I came in
late this evening
but all the clocks around
the town had died"
time means nothing anyway.
"and all the fruit store's colors
were so bright"
have you ever been in a grocery store on mushrooms or acid?
"and what were all those
troubles on my mind"
short term memory is shot, but that's O.K.
"oh I took a walk"
walking is the shit on a trip.
Some songs aren't about drugs, but I like to think that more than a few of AC's are.
with inside fever?
so bad sometimes it's hard
to move around
they'll show you all the things
you are not doing
instead of helping you they'll
lock you out"
inside fevers are when you are on a high dose and feel like you are stuck indoors. for me going outside made me paranoid so i stayed in my room for almost 24 hours and had a mental breakdown. all my nervous tics became amplified and it felt like i was just going through one huge hesitation. i got claustrophobic and felt the walls closing in on me.
i also had a multiple fracturing of personality, every action i tried to perform took on a life of its own and became detached from my identity. i became a point of awareness and couldn't find myself in any of the things i was doing, so it seemed like i wasn't really doing any of those things.
i felt locked out of these actions and helpless.
you're right about the clocks dying, time can either be a tyranny over you or it can hold no consequence.
same with the bright colors of grocery stores.
also when you are caught up in a fearful train of thought there can be no escape for the time being, but if you give it some time you can almost completely forget about it. when you realize what you had been thinking earlier it seems like the person who had those thoughts wasn't even the you that you are now.
walking is one of the best ways to reboot your mind when you feel trapped.
The room is filled with cords and plugs
Electronic translucent bugs
And what's that crawling all around?
What's that twitching, is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
during the trip i described above i went to my friend's room for some company and tried to find the area of his room that had the least visual stimuli that i could focus on to calm myself down. unfortunately the corner i settled on was full of cords and plugs, and the contrast of these black lines on a more or less white background took on cartoonish qualities in the peripherals of my vision.
later on i imagined small black insects on a white background crawling and twitching in my peripherals. i feel like i uncovered my ancestral fear of spiders. that shit still makes me jump.
Does anyone in here get hit with inside fever,
So bad sometimes it's hard to move around?
They'll show you all the things you are not doing,
Instead of helping you they'll block ya out.
And you're whining you shouldn't waste your morning,
But the couch fibers kept you inside.
Said I'm so sorry I came in late this evening,
But all the clocks around the town had died,
And all the fruit stores' colors were so bright,
With couples smiling, cooking things tonight,
And what were all those troubles on my mind?
Oh, I took a walk...
(Cough! Sniff...)
Well, uh,
Just what I need, right?The morning light.
The room (cough) we all have,
No more any (?)
I just listen tonight,
And all we know,
Is all that I have,
Is in control.
The room is filled with men and cock,
And I don't break 'till a midnight shock.
Are you coming out tonight?
Pretend I am? Well, I just might.
The room is filled with ancient dates,
Where I've been and what I ate.
Before I'm asked to throw them out,
I play with every little doubt.
The room is filled with gummy bears,
Electric shavers, ingrown hairs.
I keep the curtains tied in knots.
You sleep on cotton, rest in fluff.
The room is filled with catalogues,
Encyclopedias, books enough,
To keep me busy in the morning.
Sun sets fast without a warning.
The room is filled with cords and plugs,
Electronic translucent bugs.
And what's that crawling all around?
What's that twitching, is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
Does anyone in here get hit with inside fever,
So bad sometimes it's hard to move around?
They'll show you all the things you are not doing,
Instead of helping you they'll block ya out.
And you're whining you shouldn't waste your morning,
But the couch fibers kept you inside.
I'm so sorry I came in late this evening,
But all the clocks around the town had died,
And all the fruit stores colors were so bright,
With couples smiling, cooking things tonight,
And what were all those troubles on my mind?
Yes, I took a walk.
Oh, I like a walk.
Oh, I like a walk.
"They'll show you all the things you are not doing"
I think means he can see people around him doing things that he's not because he's too lazy or fucked up.
Even though i definitely think it's about him on drugs, it can be applied to anyone. It's about one of those days where you just sit around and be lazy as hell when you know you should be doing something and even though it bothers you, you still can't find the motivation to get off your ass because it's so comfy.
Very trippy song, any ac gives me a natural high
What's that twitching, is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?"
to me this is the most powerful part because it is about this lack of motivation you see in yourself from "inside fever". Or, get the fuck outside learn a few things and most imprtantly yourself. look at you "crawling" around in your shitty apartment, eating and watching adam sandler movies while holding many regrets in your heart. Are you still alive?? or just neutral...ARE YOU STILL ALIIIIVEEVEVEVEVEVEVEV????????