Some Came Running
Bane Lyrics
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Oh so busy talking about the things that we don know
All done worrying about the things we used to be
(i too busy finding out what I gonna be)
And finding weapons of mass destruction
To combat this boredom that claws at my eyes, my ears
No longer can I worry about whether these words
Have touched you or failed you?fuck, youe too busy bitching about
Clothes that do not fit
"so play the violins"
L keep getting in the van
Worry about money for the rest of my life
Just so that you can have this to talk about
Our time is to spend time with you
And if you don want it well that fine too
Walk right out that door
This room was growing cold with you
This room that is my home
And I cannot
And I must not
And I will not
Let clean shaven boys that all look the same
Toss hand grenades into this my faith
The lyrics of Bane's song "Some Came Running" are a powerful depiction of the struggles and realities of life on the road as a touring musician. The opening lines set the scene by referring to the little boys who grow beards while obsessing over things they don't understand. This can be interpreted as a commentary on the rampant consumerism and superficiality of modern culture.
The lyrics then shift to the singer's own perspective, as they talk about finding weapons of mass destruction to combat the boredom that comes with touring. The line "no longer can I worry about whether these words have touched you or failed you" speaks to the frustration that artists feel when their work is not appreciated or understood by their audience.
The chorus is a powerful call to action, urging listeners to spend time with the band rather than worrying about material possessions. The lines "walk right out that door, this room was growing cold with you" suggest that the singer has reached a breaking point and is no longer willing to tolerate the superficiality and materialism of modern culture. The final lines, "let clean shaven boys that all look the same toss hand grenades into this my faith," suggest that the singer is willing to defend their beliefs even in the face of opposition.
Overall, "Some Came Running" is a poignant and powerful commentary on the struggles and realities of life as a touring musician, and a call to action for all of us to focus on the things that truly matter in life.
Line by Line Meaning
Out on the road little boys let their beards grow
Boys on the road have nothing better to do than to grow beards
Oh so busy talking about the things that we don know
Boys on the road spend their time talking about things that they know nothing about
All done worrying about the things we used to be
We have stopped worrying about our past selves
(i too busy finding out what I gonna be)
I am too busy figuring out my future
And finding weapons of mass destruction
We are finding ways to combat our boredom
To combat this boredom that claws at my eyes, my ears
We need to find ways to fight the boredom that's affecting us
No longer can I worry about whether these words
I can no longer worry about whether my words matter
Have touched you or failed you?fuck, youe too busy bitching about
You are too busy complaining about trivial things
Clothes that do not fit
Like clothes that don't fit
"so play the violins"
Sarcastically comparing their problems to a sad song played on a violin
L keep getting in the van
I keep traveling on my tour van
Worry about money for the rest of my life
I will have to worry about money for the rest of my life
Just so that you can have this to talk about
So that you can use it as something to talk about
Our time is to spend time with you
Our time is for you to spend time with us
And if you don want it well that fine too
If you don't want to spend time with us, that's okay too
Walk right out that door
You can choose to leave and that's okay
This room was growing cold with you
The room was no longer comfortable with you being there
This room that is my home
This room is a home
And I cannot
I am not able to
And I must not
I should not
And I will not
I refuse to
Let clean shaven boys that all look the same
Let people who look alike and conform to societal standards
Toss hand grenades into this my faith
Disrupt or destroy what I hold as important in my faith
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@JORGECZ5
Thanks IG ALGO....terrific band.
@brettrobertshaw6537
I love this song
@walexander8378
Ill keep getting in the van
@JordanCats921
Out on the road little boys let their beards grow
Oh so busy talking about the things that we don know
All done worrying about the things we used to be
(i too busy finding out what I gonna be)
And finding weapons of mass destruction
To combat this boredom that claws at my eyes, my ears
No longer can I worry about whether these words
Have touched you or failed you?fuck, youe too busy bitching about
Clothes that do not fit
"so play the violins"
L keep getting in the van
Worry about money for the rest of my life
Just so that you can have this to talk about
Our time is to spend time with you
And if you don want it well that fine too
Walk right out that door
This room was growing cold with you
This room that is my home
And I cannot
And I must not
And I will not
Let clean shaven boys that all look the same
Toss hand grenades into this my faith