Dive into the turbulent waves of human emotion and societal critique with this Modest Mouse track. The lyrics oscillate between frustration and resignation, painting a vivid picture of disillusionment with the modern world. Through metaphors of disease, the sea's relentless saltiness, and nature's decay, the song explores themes of inevitable decline and the cyclical nature of suffering. The repeated call to "march into the sea" serves as a grim acceptance of fate or perhaps a final surrender to overwhelming forces. This anthem captures a spirit tired yet defiant, echoing the chaotic march we all make through life's challenges. #ModestMouse #ExistentialAngst
March Into the Sea
Lyrics
If food do you please
And you suck all the seasoning off
Suck it off
Well, treat me like disease
Like the rats and the fleas
Aha ha! Aha ha!
Bang your head like a gong
'Cause it's filled with all wrong
Aha ha! Clang, clang, clang!
If you think you know enough to know you know we've had enough
And if you think you don't, you probably will
Our tails wagged and then fell off
But we just turned back, marched into the sea
Well, treat me like the sea
Oh-so salty and mean
Aha ha! Oh, ha ha!
Well, treat me like disease
Like the rats and the fleas
Aha ha! Ha!
I'll be beating my heart's record for speeding
I'll be beating the record for heart skipping
Oh, the doggone tails; well, they fell off
But we just turned back, marched into the sea
Well, we just turned around, marched into the sea
Take all that you need
Let my saxophone free
Till it's gone, till it's gone
Well, this coffee you bleed
Like the leaves of a tree
Aha ha! Aha ha!
Let's shake hands if you want
But you - both hands are gone!
Oh, haha! Haha!
Well, treat me like the sea
I'm so salty and mean
Aha ha
Oh, treat me like the sea
Oh-so salty and mean
Aha ha
Well, treat me like the leaves
Like the rats and the fleas
Bang your head like a gong
'Cause you called it all wrong
Move your tune
Clang, clang
Clang, clang
Clang, clang
Clang, clang!
Cut me down like the trees
Like the lumber or weeds
Drag me out of the sea
And then teach me to breathe
Give me forests half dead
I wish death on myself
Give me forests so dead
I wish death on myself
Aha ha!
Aha!
Aha!
Aha!
Aha!
Well, we all saw the rat
Take a happy encore
For the phone speaks we all
And the running bulls
Aha ha!
March on! March on! March on! March on!
Well, march on!
Writer(s): ERIC JUDY, ISAAC BROCK, JEREMIAH GREEN, JOE PLUMMER, JOHNNY MARR, TOM PELOSO
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.
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