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King Creosote Lyrics


Bootprints We sit we think we drink we fall upstairs and…
I'll Fly by the Seat of My Pants I'll fly by the seat of my pants, no air fields…
Locked Together Seems such a waste of a certain friendship But her and…
My Favourite Girl Better listen closely I guess that I have not got long Promi…
Not One Bit Ashamed I invested it all, you threw in a dime It's not…
The Vice-Like Gist Of It I can't help but wind you up And doubtless I deserve These…
You Are Could I? I could be fun, I could be glum I could be…


Johny Cash


on Pauper's Dough

Whilst I would agree the song is about poverty and injustice it seems strange to me that you make no reference to the metaphorical vehicle of the song-namely Scotland’s mining industry with its pernicious conditions and poor pay. (Clarty surrounds, clawed out tonnage, on our knees). Nonetheless it provided employment, but t was cruelly abandoned by the politics of the day as elsewhere, with no replacement employment.

Johny Cash


on Pauper's Dough

The lyrics of "Pauper's Dough" by King Creosote are a commentary on societal injustice and the struggle for equality. The first line speaks of injustice being on its knees underground, highlighting the prevalence of unfairness in society. The next line, "The clawed-out tonnage is to our detriment," highlights the negative consequences of this injustice. The use of the word "clawed-out" suggests that those who are suffering are being dragged down by the weight of inequality, like a weight clawing at their ankles. The following lines describe the financial struggle of those living in poverty. Despite their limited means, they are "striving to be counted," trying to make a difference and fight for their rights. The chorus repeats the phrase "rise above the gutter you are inside" four times, emphasizing the importance of overcoming one's struggles and fighting for a better life.b

Magnus Helgason


on Klutz

I have to admit that Scottish is not the easiest English accent, and I'm sure I'm still far off the mark, and several things in the lyrics don't make any sense to me, but to me it sounds more like.

Well i swore I would not get content/caught out again, well I swore I would off (?) when i walk
I meant to tell you that my ex girl friend
But you were not the cause of my descontent
Meant to tell you that colors tasted great
that my feelings look like gold
I dream of demons inside out.
had them dance the culvert strap (?), in my yellow clogs, what a twat
How foolishly I looked at you my friend, what a klutz I was
How foolishly I looked at you back then, what a klutz I was

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