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Nancy From Now On
Father John Misty Lyrics
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And punch me in the face
You can call me Nancy
Every man wears a symbol
And I know I have mine
I've got my right hand stamped
In the concentration camp where my organs scream "slow down, man"
Ooh, flowers and bows
Milk and honey flow
Just a couple states below
Ooh
Oh, hook me up to the tank
And roll me to the door
I'm going where my body leads me
I can fend for myself
With what looks I have left
I'll put away a few
And pretty soon I'll be breaking things like Howard Hughes
Ooh, flowers and bows
Milk and honey flow
Just a couple states below
Ooh, give me how it was
A place under the sun
Before the devil made me run
Run boy, run boy
Ooh
The song Nancy From Now On by Father John Misty is a melancholic yet somewhat playful tune that explores themes of self-destruction, addiction, and the idea of being trapped in a cycle of pain and hurt. The chorus of the song refers to a desire to escape one's current situation and find some place where the individual can start over or be free from the weight of their past. The lyrics "Oh, pour me another drink, And punch me in the face, You can call me Nancy" showcase the self-destructive behavior the singer engages in and expresses a need for something to numb the pain or perhaps a yearning for punishment.
The lines "Every man wears a symbol, And I know I have mine, I've got my right hand stamped, In the concentration camp where my organs scream 'slow down, man'" refers to the singer's struggles with addiction and the physical toll associated with it. The symbol may represent the individual's identity and is a reminder of the struggles they face while trying to cope with their inner demons. The concentration camp analogy seems to suggest that the addiction controls the person's thoughts and actions, and ignoring these warning signs will lead to more severe health consequences.
The song's title and refrain, "Nancy From Now On," can be interpreted as an expression of hope and a desire to leave behind the difficulties of the past. The song's protagonist desires to "Run boy, run boy" and to break free from the cycle of addiction and pain that has been holding them back. However, the lyrics still suggest that the singer is grappling with these struggles and cannot simply walk away from their situation. It is a raw, honest song that is easy to resonate with.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh, pour me another drink
I want more alcohol
And punch me in the face
I want to feel pain
You can call me Nancy
I don't care what you call me
Every man wears a symbol
Everyone has an identity
And I know I have mine
And I know who I am
I've got my right hand stamped
I have a physical reminder of my identity
In the concentration camp where my organs scream "slow down, man"
In a setting where I am overwhelmed and stressed
Ooh, flowers and bows
A juxtaposition with the dark themes in the rest of the song
Milk and honey flow
A reference to a peaceful or utopian-like state
Just a couple states below
This state of peace is close, but not attainable at the moment
Oh, hook me up to the tank
I am willing to undergo a physical and emotional transformation
And roll me to the door
I am ready to leave my current state behind
I'm going where my body leads me
I am following my instincts
I can fend for myself
I am independent
With what looks I have left
With what little remains of my appearance
I'll put away a few
I will let go of a few things
And pretty soon I'll be breaking things I have of you
I will remove things that remind me of you
Ooh, give me how it was
I want to go back to a time before my current struggles
A place under the sun
A place without darkness or negativity
Before the devil made me run
Before I became overwhelmed and stressed
Run boy, run boy
I need to escape and find peace
Ooh
A repeated vocalization expressing emotion or emphasis
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Joshua Tillman
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@martin8413
Lyrics
Oh, pour me another drink
And punch me in the face
You can call me Nancy
Every man wears a symbol
And I know I have mine
I've got my right hand stamped
In the concentration camp
Where my organs scream
"Slow down, man!"
Ooh, how was I to know
Milk and honey flowed
Just a couple states below?
Ooh
Oh, hook me up to the tank
And roll me to the door
I'm going where my body leads me
I can fend for myself
With what looks I have left
I'll put away a few
And pretty soon I'll be breaking things like Howard Hughes
Ooh, how was I to know
Milk and honey flowed
Just a couple states below?
Ooh, give me how it was
Our place under the sun
Before the devil made me run
"Run, boy"
"Run, boy"
Ooh
@jesuisriri7299
Oh, pour me another drink
And punch me in the face
You can call me Nancy
Every man wears a symbol
And I know I have mine
I've got my right hand stamped
In the concentration camp where my organs scream "slow down, man"
Ooh, flowers and bows
Milk and honey flow
Just a couple states below
Ooh
Oh, hook me up to the tank
And roll me to the door
I'm going where my body leads me
I can fend for myself
With what looks I have left
I'll put away a few
And pretty soon I'll be breaking things I have of you
Ooh, flowers and bows
Milk and honey flow
Just a couple states below
Ooh, give me how it was
A place under the sun
Before the devil made me run
Run boy, run boy
Oohp
@riffraffrichard
I like this when it comes up on playlist in my car. It feels like the car is about to take flight when the chorus comes in.
@juliealbrightmoon
I can also attest to this.
@Jope-lh7cq
Love this comment
@Pietro07061993
“Oh, pour me another drink and punch me in the face” - Father John Misty describing my mood at all times
@googlespies7347
Probably not really
@joannaferris2232
Soml
@willthepill2191
I was listening to this from a small hi-fi in the bathroom at 3:00am in rural South India over a hole in the ground while having the most horrific diarrhea of my life. Many questions came to mind when I first heard this - mainly why God had cursed my gastrointestinal system to such a horrid degree. Also, I wondered how a DJ in the middle of nowhere in South India had come upon Father John Misty and bestowed their lovely sounds upon me.
@kathiavargas4174
God works in mysterious ways
@khilurjones
You are loved by at least one person on this planet.
@HermanWaldorf
mystic experience LOL