Saviours of Jazz Ballet
Mew Lyrics
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People say, when they see us:
Hey, folks! It's the Saviours of Jazz Ballet
Fearless heroes of kick and spin
Baby, hear as they come
Crawling on some black and dying tree
Every night peacefully set the world on fire
Every night I hear the red parade
Say we, by command of the microphone
Such is our conviction
Make way for the Saviours of Jazz Ballet
Hollow hearts make for pleasant lives
(FEAR ME, DECEMBER)
The lyrics to Mew's song 'Saviours of Jazz Ballet' convey a sense of pride and confidence in the band's artistic identity. The opening line posits them as the "Defenders of Jazz Ballet," and they are immediately celebrated by onlookers who recognize them as such. The lyrics then take a surreal turn, describing the band members as crawling up a "black and dying tree" and setting the world on fire every night. This imagery suggests that their music and performance is both powerful and destructive in a way that defies logic. The phrase "red parade" further reinforces this idea of a force that is both celebratory and dangerous.
The final stanza of the lyrics takes a more direct tone, with the band confidently dictating that they are worthy of the title "Saviours of Jazz Ballet." The line "Hollow hearts make for pleasant lives" suggests a disdain for complacency or mediocrity, and that the band is driven by a desire to create something meaningful and impactful. The final repetition of "FEAR ME, DECEMBER" adds a mysterious edge to the song, leaving the listener with a sense of intrigue and uncertainty about what the band is trying to convey.
Line by Line Meaning
We are the Defenders of Jazz Ballet
We protect and defend the art form of Jazz Ballet.
People say, when they see us:
Others recognize us and comment on our presence.
Hey, folks! It's the Saviours of Jazz Ballet
People acknowledge us as the ones who save and preserve Jazz Ballet.
Fearless heroes of kick and spin
We demonstrate bravery and skill in our movements.
Baby, hear as they come
Listen to the approaching sound.
Crawling on some black and dying tree
Moving slowly and gracefully on a lifeless object.
Every night peacefully set the world on fire
We bring energy, passion, and life to the world through our art.
Every night I hear the red parade
We hear the celebration of our work and the impact it has on others.
Say we, by command of the microphone
We declare and announce our presence through the microphone.
Such is our conviction
We have deep, unwavering beliefs in what we do.
Make way for the Saviours of Jazz Ballet
We demand recognition and respect as the protectors and champions of Jazz Ballet.
Hollow hearts make for pleasant lives
A lack of passion or conviction leads to a shallow and unfulfilling existence.
(FEAR ME, DECEMBER)
A final, intense declaration of power and impact.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: BO RUNE MADSEN, JOHAN HASLUND WOHLERT, JONAS BJERRE TERKELSBOEL, SILAS UTKE GRAAE JOERGENSEN
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