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He's pleased to meet you underneath the horse
In the cathedral with the glass stained black
Singing sweet, high notes that echo back
To destroy their master
May be a long time 'til you get the call-up
But it's sure as fate and hard as your luck
No one'll know where you are
It's just a brief smile
Crossing your face
I'm running speed trials
Standing in place
When the socket's not a shock enough
You little child, what makes you think you're tough?
When all the people you think you're above
They all know what's the matter
You're such a pinball, yeah, you know it's true
There's always something you go back running to
To follow the path of no resistance
It's just a brief smile
Crossing your face
I'm running speed trials
Standing in place
It's just a brief smile
Crossing your face
I'm running speed trials
All over the place
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
In the cathedral with the glass stained black
Singing sweet, high notes that echo back
To destroy their master
May be a long time 'til you get the call-up
But it's sure as fate and hard as your luck
No one'll know where you are
It's just a brief smile
Crossing your face
I'm running speed trials
Standing in place
When the socket's not a shock enough
You little child, what makes you think you're tough?
When all the people you think you're above
They all know what's the matter
You're such a pinball, yeah, you know it's true
There's always something you go back running to
To follow the path of no resistance
It's just a brief smile
Crossing your face
I'm running speed trials
Standing in place
It's just a brief smile
Crossing your face
I'm running speed trials
All over the place
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Lyrics submitted by EnjOy IncUbus
Speed Trials Lyrics as written by Steven Paul Smith
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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just had an epiphany... clearly this song is about scoring drugs, etc. but the line "when the socket's not a shock enough, little child what makes you think you're tough" makes me think about method of ingestion. a lot of elliott's lyrics have multiple meanings, but a possible alternative could be the socket = nose, as in insufflation.
when snorting the drug fails to give the user their desired high anymore, "not a shock enough," the next step could be IVing? "what makes you think you're tough" ie. the user has the assumption that they're somehow resistant to becoming addicted to IV use, which is often the next "exciting" step up of drug ingestion after insufflation.
just a random thought i felt like sharing.