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I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
I'm at worst when it's not rehearsed
I don't wanna know the goddamn words
I don't wanna have to spell it out
Don't wanna mumble what I'm trying to say
I wanna scream it from my foaming mouth
Shoot out the lights and ride away
I'm at my worst when I'm at my best
I'm at my best when I'm trying to look
And think and talk and sing and read and write
Like all the rest
We're all just trying to play our rolls
In a play that runs ad nausem
I hate this damn enlightenment
We were better off as animals, right?
We're at our best when it's from our hips
From our hips we don't give a shit
It just feels good and that's no sin
It's the only way to feel alive
The closest thing to being born again
And when baby comes it's job well done
Roll in the hay, oh roll around the sun
We're at our worst when it's from our lips
From our lips we caused a rift,
And world has fallen in
From babble to ball room brawls
Our words have formed a death sentence
And I wish that we had never talked
Our hips said it all
And I wish that we had never talked
Our hips said it all
I'm at worst when it's not rehearsed
I don't wanna know the goddamn words
I don't wanna have to spell it out
Don't wanna mumble what I'm trying to say
I wanna scream it from my foaming mouth
Shoot out the lights and ride away
I'm at my worst when I'm at my best
I'm at my best when I'm trying to look
And think and talk and sing and read and write
Like all the rest
We're all just trying to play our rolls
In a play that runs ad nausem
I hate this damn enlightenment
We were better off as animals, right?
We're at our best when it's from our hips
From our hips we don't give a shit
It just feels good and that's no sin
It's the only way to feel alive
The closest thing to being born again
And when baby comes it's job well done
Roll in the hay, oh roll around the sun
We're at our worst when it's from our lips
From our lips we caused a rift,
And world has fallen in
From babble to ball room brawls
Our words have formed a death sentence
And I wish that we had never talked
Our hips said it all
And I wish that we had never talked
Our hips said it all
Lyrics submitted by laviebonne, edited by Mellow_Harsher
Track duration: 03:55
"From the Hips" as written by Tim Kasher, Matthew Ryan Maginn, Ted James Stevens
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
I'm at my worst when it's not rehearsed
"I'm at my best when its not rehearsed." This song is mostly about living life with your mind open, don't get boggled down with what everyone thinks you should do. Live in the moment. Follow your will and when, you may just go where no one's been :)
This song really reminds me of Lateralus by Tool. I'm glad I found this band, they're really good.
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hopefully this gives you a better idea of what the album is about exactly...
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from Babel to barroom brawls our words have formed a death sentence). Toward the end of the song, Kasher also hints at the idea that hedonism might be the most the best mode of living (i.e. "We're at our best when it's from our hips From our hips we don't give a shit It just feels good, and that's no sin
It's the only way to feel alive The closest thing to being born again And when baby comes, it's "job well done" Roll in the hay, or roll around the sun").
Fucking fabulous song!!
anyway, short version, i see the lyrics as more of a socio-political lament. we're trapped in these social roles due to "enlightenment" and our escape is through sex.
"I'm in my worst when I'm at my best / I'm at my best when I'm trying to look and think and talk / And sing and read and write like all the rest / We're all just trying to play our roles / In a play that runs ad nauseum / I hate this damn enlightenment / We were better off as animals"
Whether or not he means to, it makes me think of how the lyrics to The Ugly Organ were laid out as a play, and how that was one of the big things about the Ugly Organ - shooting from the hips for the sake of art.
Oh Cursive is so cool.
anyway, short version, i see the lyrics as more of a socio-political lament. we're trapped in these social roles due to "enlightenment" and our escape is through sex.