In a tapestry of emotional wandering and existential questioning, The Smiths explore the complexities of identity and personal turmoil through vivid storytelling. The lyrics convey a journey marked by confusion, violence, and loss, both physical and emotional. The protagonist's restless travels between the North and South symbolize a deeper internal struggle, heightened by surreal incidents like killing a horse and a nun. The recurring line, "I can't help the way that I feel," underscores an unchangeable emotional core despite external chaos. The plaintive question, "Is it really so strange?" challenges societal norms and expectations, suggesting that personal idiosyncrasies should be accepted rather than judged. Ultimately, the song reflects an irrevocable transformation, encapsulated in the realization that returning to one's former self or "home" is impossible. Through this narrative, The Smiths delve into themes of self-acceptance, identity, and the futility of resisting one's true feelings.
Is It Really So Strange?
Lyrics
I left the North
I traveled South
I found a tiny house
And I can't help the way that I feel
Oh yes, you can kick me
And you can punch me
And you can break my face
But you won't change the way I feel
'Cause I love you, oh
And is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
I say, "No", you say, "Yes"
But you will change your mind
I left the South
I traveled North
I got confused, I killed a horse
I can't help the way that I feel
Oh yes, you can kick me
And you can butt me
And you can break my spine
But you won't change the way I feel
'Cause I love you, oh
And is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
I say, "No", you say, "Yes"
But you will change your mind
I left the North again
I traveled South again
And I got confused, I killed a nun
I can't help the way I feel
I can't help the way I feel
I can't help the way I feel
I lost my bag in Newport Pagnell
Why is the last mile the hardest mile?
My throat was dry, with the sun in my eyes
And I realized, I realized
I could never, I could never, never, go back home again
Writer(s): STEVEN MORRISSEY, JOHNNY MARR
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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