Started out today jello in the sand.
Went out of my way not to understand.
Walked into a tree don't you look at me.
See I'm not myself phony mystery.

Sore afraid.
That's my tune.
Ceiling fan in my spoon.

Clothed in iron there's no denyin'.
When you feel like a bent fork tine.
Feelin' like a bent fork tine.
Clothed in iron there's no denyin'.

Sore afraid.
That's my tune.
Ceiling fan in my spoon.

Started out today jello in the sand.
Went out of my way not to understand.
Walked into a tree don't you look at me.
See I'm not myself phony mystery.

Sore afraid.
That's my tune.
Ceiling fan in my spoon.

In my spoon...



Lyrics submitted by spliphstar

Track duration: 01:48

"Ceiling Fan in My Spoon" as written by Evan Dando

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

Lyrics powered by LyricFind


Ceiling Fan In My Spoon song meanings
Add your thoughts

2 Comments

sort form View by:
  • 0
    General Comment:I read an interview with Evan (don't remember which magazine) where he said he wrote this song in a coffee shop, alone, in a trance. He was watching the ceiling fan's reflection in his spoon, I suppose.
    Flag sydbarrett5on June 28, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Comment:uhhh, any drugs that you can do out of a spoon? I think you know what's going on here.
    Flag soonerxiion May 25, 2009   Link

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain