In a world where opulence meets indifference, Unknown Mortal Orchestra spins a tale that’s as haunting as it is luxurious. The lyrics of this song paint the picture of a ghost-like figure, possibly representing the alienation and detachment bred by excessive wealth. This spectral lady, fluent in soft prose and luxury, seems trapped in her golden cage—her emotions crystallized like underground flowers. The chorus hits us with the real zinger: what if we ditched our fancy digs and cold shoulders, and just loved each other like regular folks? It’s a cheeky nod to the absurdity of how money complicates simplicity. So next time you feel weird or out of place, maybe check your pockets—are they too heavy with gold or just crammed with casual cruelty?
