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Dylan Thomas
Better Oblivion Community Center Lyrics


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It was quite early one morning
Hit me without warning
I went to hear the general speak
I was standing for the anthem
Banners all around him
Confetti made it hard to see
Put my footsteps on the pavement
Starved for entertainment
Four seasons of revolving doors
So sick of being honest
I'll die like Dylan Thomas
A seizure on the barroom floor

I'm getting greedy with this private hell
I'll go it alone, but that's just as well

These cats are scared and feral
The flag pins on their lapels
The truth is anybody's guess
These talking heads are saying
"The king is only playing a game of four dimensional chess"

There's flowers in the rubble
The weeds are gonna tumble
I'm lucid but I still can't think
I'm strapped into a corset
Climbed into your corvette
I'm thirsty for another drink

If it's advertised, we'll try it
And buy some peace and quiet
And shut up at the silent retreat
They say you've gotta fake it
At least until you make it
That ghost is just a kid in a sheet

I'm getting used to these dizzy spells
I'm taking a shower at the Bates Motel
I'm getting greedy with this private hell
I'll go it alone, but that's just as well

Overall Meaning

The song "Dylan Thomas" by Better Oblivion Community Center is a commentary on the current state of affairs in the United States. The song starts off with the singer hearing the general speak and standing for the anthem. However, the banners and confetti made it hard for the singer to see, which could be interpreted as the spectacle of patriotism being used to cover up larger issues. The singer then goes on to talk about their own boredom, referring to the four seasons of revolving doors; perhaps referencing the monotony of life in America or the cyclical nature of politics. The singer then declares that they are "sick of being honest" and will "die like Dylan Thomas," which could be seen as a reference to the Welsh poet famed for his self-destructive behavior.


The second verse of the song takes a more critical look at American politics. The singer describes the politicians as "cats" who are "scared and feral," and notes that the truth is anybody's guess. The politicians are playing "four dimensional chess," which implies a level of strategic planning and manipulation that goes beyond the surface level. The singer goes on to describe the current state of America as being akin to "flowers in the rubble" where the weeds are going to tumble, suggesting that the current structure is fragile and on the verge of collapse. The singer touches on the idea that one must "fake it at least until you make it," but notes that the ghost is just a kid in a sheet, meaning that the veneer of power is not as potent as it seems.


Overall, "Dylan Thomas" is a critical look at the state of affairs in the United States. It touches on politics, patriotism, and the idea of putting on a facade. It suggests that the current structure is fragile and potentially on the verge of collapse.


Line by Line Meaning

It was quite early one morning
The singer woke up unexpectedly early one morning


Hit me without warning
The singer was not expecting to wake up so early


I went to hear the general speak
The singer attended a speech given by a military general


I was standing for the anthem
The artist stood up to participate in the national anthem


Banners all around him
There were many banners and flags surrounding the general


Confetti made it hard to see
There was so much confetti falling that it was difficult to see


Put my footsteps on the pavement
The singer walked down the street


Starved for entertainment
The artist was desperately in need of some form of entertainment


Four seasons of revolving doors
The artist has been through many changes and circumstances in their life


So sick of being honest
The artist is tired of always being truthful


I'll die like Dylan Thomas
The singer is willing to die for what they believe in, similar to poet Dylan Thomas


A seizure on the barroom floor
The artist may be experiencing seizures, possibly due to alcohol or drug use


I'm getting greedy with this private hell
The singer is becoming selfish with their personal struggles


I'll go it alone, but that's just as well
The singer is prepared to face their issues alone, as they believe it is for the best


These cats are scared and feral
The people around the singer are afraid and uncontrolled


The flag pins on their lapels
The people around the artist are likely politicians or government officials


The truth is anybody's guess
No one really knows what is true anymore


These talking heads are saying
The news or media is propagating some message


"The king is only playing a game of four dimensional chess"
The singer sees the leader or government as manipulative


There's flowers in the rubble
Amidst chaos and destruction, there is something beautiful


The weeds are gonna tumble
Things are falling apart and changing


I'm lucid but I still can't think
The artist is clear-headed but struggling mentally


I'm strapped into a corset
The singer feels constrained or restricted in some way


Climbed into your corvette
The artist got into a luxury car, possibly as a symbol of wealth or status


I'm thirsty for another drink
The singer needs alcohol to cope with their problems


If it's advertised, we'll try it
The singer and those around them are easily influenced by advertisements


And buy some peace and quiet
They hope to find calmness and relaxation through purchasing something


And shut up at the silent retreat
They attend a retreat where they are expected to be quiet


They say you've gotta fake it
The artist has heard that pretending to be successful or happy can lead to real success or happiness


At least until you make it
The singer may be pushing themselves to pretend until they have achieved their goals


That ghost is just a kid in a sheet
Something that was originally perceived as frightening or serious is actually harmless or silly


I'm getting used to these dizzy spells
The artist is having frequent bouts of dizziness


I'm taking a shower at the Bates Motel
The artist is possibly referencing the movie Psycho, where a character is murdered in the shower at the Bates Motel


I'm getting greedy with this private hell
The artist's personal problems are consuming them


I'll go it alone, but that's just as well
The singer is prepared to face their problems alone, as they do not want to burden others with their issues




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Conor Oberst, Phoebe Bridgers

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@cristianbotello3092

It was quite early one morning
Hit me without warning
I went to hear the general speak
I was standing for the anthem
Banners all around him
Confetti made it hard to see
Put my footsteps on the pavement
Starved for entertainment
Four seasons of revolving doors
So sick of being honest
I'll die like Dylan Thomas
A seizure on the barroom floor

I'm getting greedy with this private hell
I'll go it alone, but that's just as well

These cats are scared and feral
The flag pins on their lapels
The truth is anybody's guess
These talking heads are saying
"The king is only playing a game of four dimensional chess"

There's flowers in the rubble
The weeds are gonna tumble
I'm lucid but I still can't think
I'm strapped into a corset
Climbed into your corvette
I'm thirsty for another drink

If it's advertised, we'll try it
And buy some peace and quiet
And shut up at the silent retreat
They say you've gotta fake it
At least until you make it
That ghost is just a kid in a sheet

I'm getting used to these dizzy spells
I'm taking a shower at the Bates Motel
I'm getting greedy with this private hell
I'll go it alone, but that's just as well



All comments from YouTube:

@ac8598

OMG directed by Japanese Breakfast, never realised that. Holy shit she is so talented!

@michaelwtapp

I gave her props about this video and she said the shoot was nuts, ha. Anyway, glad it turned into something cool.

@amandaalbrecht8519

heard this today at walmart...god bless

@navel80

odd, yet appropriate

@thecomfortisnow

They play it all the time there!! I was like, I love this song!

@stevenmorrissey1677

Conor would be crying if it was his desparacidos days

@afurrything

I work at a Neighborhood Market and yes this song is on Walmart radio's playlist and it's one of the handful of good songs they play. And one that I feel is kind of obscure. I doubt anyone else working at my store would even know who this is. They also play Mushaboom by Feist(Conor has covered it) and I feel like that one is kind of obscure too.

@bdekw

Does Walmart play this sort of music often? I’ve never been in one so I’m genuinely curious. I never thought about the music they play in a Walmart.

Follow up question: what kind of music does Walmart (usually) play?

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@kevinschultz9104

Phoebe and young Voldemort really made a good one!

@rrrooorrr

I recognize everyone in this video and I think that just means I've been following phoebe's instagram for too long.

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