Silence Is Golden But Duct Tape Is Silver
Against All Authority Lyrics
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Mohawks in disarray from cutleridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.
The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass
Knuckles and rusty knives keep the wolves at bay, and we pray from
Traffic downtown, turn it up and take me away.
[Bridge:]
What do you do when there's nowhere to go? Empty pools and punk
Rock shows, after that nobody knows and the sun goes down and the
Streetlights glow. We rolled through the city in a bucket of rust
With the punk rock south day girls screaming lyrics at us. From the
Backseat kicking up dust to the sound of the only people we can trust.
[CHORUS: x2]
Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, I'm all fucked up the
Moon's just a sliver yea silence is golden but duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds that conceal the killers.
The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
Of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
We're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Yea, The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
Of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
We're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floors where we decay.
Mohawks in disarray from cutleridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.
The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass
Knuckles and rusty knives keep the wolves at bay, and we pray from
Traffic downtown, turn it up and take me away.
[Bridge]
[Chorus x2]
The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
Of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
We're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Yea, The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
Of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
We're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
Kick us when we're down we're not going away, we're the stray dogs that
Chase you the ones that betray you. And wild through the streets
And sleep with the decay of all that you have left us like fit disarray
Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, tell us to shut up
And we'll give you the finger, yea silence is golden but duct tape is silver
Silence is golden but duct tape is silver OBEY!
The lyrics of "Silence Is Golden But Duct Tape Is Silver" by Against All Authority depict a life of rebellion and anarchy in a world that has rejected the singers. The first lines of the song describe the singer "Billy" and the singer sleeping all day on the floors, implying a lack of concern for daily duties and society's expectations. The image of the "Mohawks in disarray" contributes to a sense of chaos and anarchy in the song's world. The gang's attempt to kill them suggests that they are outcasts or enemies of society, and they find refuge with the wolf's defense mechanism of brass knuckles and rusty knives. The chorus suggests a sense of danger and vigilance, as the streets become unsafe when the winds start blowing, and blood starts flowing.
The bridge of the song implies the end of ideas and a call to action. The idea of "empty pools and punk rock shows" represents the end of the line - the end of the singer's world - and the beginning of their need for change. The sound of the punk rock lyrics serves as the anthem of the world that has rejected them, where they find solidarity with others who share their need for change. The final lines of the song - "Kick us when we're down, we're not going away, we're the stray dogs that chase you, the ones that betray you. And wild through the streets and sleep with the decay of all that you have left us like fit disarray" - again demonstrate the sense of rebellion as the singers claim their existence and the right to exist outside the norms of society.
Line by Line Meaning
Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floors where we decay.
We spend our days living in filth and squalor.
Mohawks in disarray from cutleridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.
Our punk rock style is chaotic and unconventional, from the poorest to the wealthiest neighborhoods.
The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass
Knuckles and rusty knives keep the wolves at bay, and we pray from
Traffic downtown, turn it up and take me away.
We are constantly in danger from violent gangs, but we refuse to run away. We defend ourselves with whatever weapons we have, and seek solace in music when we can.
What do you do when there's nowhere to go? Empty pools and punk
Rock shows, after that nobody knows and the sun goes down and the
Streetlights glow. We rolled through the city in a bucket of rust
With the punk rock south day girls screaming lyrics at us. From the
Backseat kicking up dust to the sound of the only people we can trust.
We feel lost and hopeless in a world that doesn't accept us, so we seek refuge in abandoned places and punk rock shows. We find camaraderie and support from the few people who truly understand us.
Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, I'm all fucked up the
Moon's just a sliver yea silence is golden but duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds that conceal the killers.
We are constantly on edge and fearful in a world that doesn't value our lives. We feel trapped and helpless, but we try to find comfort in the small things that bring us joy.
The streets aren't safe when the winds start blowing, in the eye
Of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
We're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
When we are pushed to our limits, we will fight back against those who oppress us with everything we have.
Kick us when we're down we're not going away, we're the stray dogs that
Chase you the ones that betray you. And wild through the streets
And sleep with the decay of all that you have left us like fit disarray
No matter how badly we are treated, we will always come back stronger. We are the outcasts who will never conform to society's expectations.
tell us to shut up
And we'll give you the finger, yea silence is golden but duct tape is silver
Silence is golden but duct tape is silver OBEY!
We refuse to be silenced or controlled by anyone, no matter how much they try to suppress us. We will always fight for our right to exist and be heard.
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