Accidents
The Prize Fighter Inferno Lyrics
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You know, I think these young are spent & have seen their day
My back bares the scars of work while my sweat has cut the cost
If my word to God isn't bond, then I'll be damned to say
This can't be so bad
Only I sure did love the way she danced
Oh these dirty games I play
Long-Arm, you liar
Go run home to mama
A good boy never gets to dance
These good boys never get a chance
The lyrics of The Prize Fighter Inferno's song Accidents talk about the singer's guilt and regret over his past actions. The song opens with the singer addressing his father, asking him to help him turn his blood to a choice, which can be interpreted as a plea for redemption. He then goes on to comment on the younger generation, saying that they've already had their time and, in contrast, he has the scars and sweat to show for his labor. He also refers to his relationship with God, suggesting that his word is his bond and that he is willing to be damned if he breaks it.
As the song progresses, the singer expresses his nostalgia for a past lover and the way she danced. However, he recognizes that he has played "dirty games" in the past, and it is unclear if his actions have led to the loss of this lover. The lyrics then turn confrontational, as the singer calls out "Long-Arm, you liar", which may be a reference to either a specific person or a metaphor for his own deceitful nature. He then admonishes Long-Arm to "run home to mama", suggesting that he is not a "good boy" who deserves to dance. The final line of the song ("These good boys never get a chance") implies that, despite his bad behavior, the singer feels that he is not the only one who has missed out on opportunities.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh, come now father dear and turn this blood to choice
Addressing his father, the singer asks him to make a decision about something important.
You know, I think these young are spent & have seen their day
The singer believes that young people are no longer useful or relevant.
My back bares the scars of work while my sweat has cut the cost
The singer has worked hard and suffered to achieve his goals.
If my word to God isn't bond, then I'll be damned to say
The artist is emphasizing the importance of keeping one's promises and following through with commitments.
This can't be so bad
The artist is trying to convince himself that the situation isn't as terrible as it seems.
Only I sure did love the way she danced
The singer is remembering a woman he loved for the way she danced.
Oh these dirty games I play
The singer is admitting to engaging in deceitful or underhanded behavior.
Long-Arm, you liar
The artist is calling out someone named Long-Arm as a liar.
Go run home to mama
The artist is telling Long-Arm to retreat and seek comfort from their mother.
A good boy never gets to dance
The artist is lamenting the fact that someone who follows the rules and behaves well doesn't get to experience fun or excitement.
These good boys never get a chance
The singer is reinforcing the idea that people who are well-behaved or obedient don't get to enjoy themselves as much as others who disregard social norms.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Claudio Sanchez
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@Nero7713
Oh, come now, Father, dear and turn this blood to choice
You know I think these young are spent and have seen their day
My back bears the scars of work while my sweat has cut the cost
If my word to God isn't bond then I'll be damned to say
This can't be so bad
Only I sure did love the way she danced
Oh, come now, Preacher, to where this flesh begins to spoil
You know I think these young are done and have seen their day
But should I remove their tongue of curse and cast away?
Oh this dirty game I play
Oh, Long-Arm, you lie here
Go run home, to Mama
A good boy never gets to dance
Oh, Long-Arm, you lie here
Go run home, to Mama
These good boys never get a chance
@Nero7713
Oh, come now, Father, dear and turn this blood to choice
You know I think these young are spent and have seen their day
My back bears the scars of work while my sweat has cut the cost
If my word to God isn't bond then I'll be damned to say
This can't be so bad
Only I sure did love the way she danced
Oh, come now, Preacher, to where this flesh begins to spoil
You know I think these young are done and have seen their day
But should I remove their tongue of curse and cast away?
Oh this dirty game I play
Oh, Long-Arm, you lie here
Go run home, to Mama
A good boy never gets to dance
Oh, Long-Arm, you lie here
Go run home, to Mama
These good boys never get a chance
@colina1330
I think it's "Long-Arm, you liar."
@noturin
Yeah, it is
@brandonharrison1960
I should rly read the amory wars
@colina1330
So chill. Reminds me of walking the streets of my hometown at night in the winter with my headphones on.
@tacod.g5909
had this album the day it came out and I can honestly say that guitar solo has been playing in my head ever since...
@RoguePlanetSounds
This beat sounds like some El-P type shit, absolutely love this project.
@ganja420pothead
What am I even supposed to say..wow. I'm just in awe of every single song he's done during this project.
@atonesb5251
One of the best tracks off the album. I have a special spot in my heart for Cecilia Marie and A Death in the Family, but this is right up there with them.
@ibuprofen-noodles
noturin thanks for existing. both cutting pink with knives and the prize fighter inferno i discovered through your efforts of upping these <3