Helpless
=Boingo Lyrics
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While I stare at the wall
I ask myself over again...
How did I end up
In this little hell?
How - did it ever begin?
Helpless to turn back the clock
That ticks on
With its cruel shiny face
It laughs while it watches
My every disgrace - I was
Born a sap - all the
Nurses laughed when they
Saw me the first time
They giggled and they said
"This poor little monster'd be
Better off dead."
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpess
Helplessly trapped in a body
I'm sure -
Should have never been mine.
I bet that my real one's
Doing just fine - and I
Don't belong here, I
Don't belong here - I
Should be quite rich
With a big shiny car
A house with twelve rooms
I deserve to go far.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpess
Helplessly falling in love
But does love
Really last through the night?
To love - To honor -
To kick and to bite! and I
Don't belong here, I
Don't belong here
It's all a mistake
I was destined for greatness
A leader, a prophet -
They're just too blind to notice.
Where did this whole silly story begin?
It seems that my mind has gone -
Blank.
I think that I've messed up a chapter or two.
Perhaps it is best if I'm frank!
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpess -
Helplessly lost like that
Poor chap who came
For an innocent dance.
He left with his brain smeared
All over his pants! cause he
Didn't belong here, he
Didn't belong here
He never should've left
That warm cage in a zoo!
His face was so ugly
What else could I do?
Can you - really blame me, I
Had to smash it.
He left me no choice,
He was just like the others.
I just had to kill him.
With my poor, dear, old
Mother.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpess
Helplessly fucked in the ass
By a legion of forty ex-cons
That's what it feels like
When you walk all over me.
Don't belong here, I
Don't belong here
Your eyes burn right through me.
They fill me with fear.
I could've been at home
Watching football, and drinking beer.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpess, so Helpless.
The lyrics of "Helpless" are deeply introspective and revealing of the singer's existential frustration with his life circumstances. The song highlights a sense of disconnection and alienation from real-world experiences and a longing for a different kind of life. The opening lines, "Countless long nights, while I stare at the wall, I ask myself over again... how did I end up in this little hell? How did it ever begin?" set the tone for the rest of the song. The reference to a "little hell" reflects the singer's perception of his current situation.
The singer expresses a sense of helplessness, as he is unable to turn back the clock and change his circumstances. He feels trapped in his body, which he believes he shouldn't have been born into. He also doesn't feel like he belongs wherever he is and thinks he deserves a better, more elevated lifestyle. The lines "Helplessly trapped in a body I'm sure - should have never been mine. I bet that my real one's doing just fine - and I don't belong here, I don't belong here" exemplify this.
The last few stanzas of the song become more chaotic and intense, revealing a disturbing side to the singer's character. He speaks of murdering someone and his involvement with ex-cons. The song concludes with him expressing a desire to relax and enjoy his life.
Overall, the song portrays the emotions of a person who feels like a misfit in their environment and is desperately longing for a way out.
Line by Line Meaning
Countless long nights
The artist has spent many sleepless nights
While I stare at the wall
The artist has been staring blankly at the wall
I ask myself over again...
The artist keeps questioning themselves
How did I end up
The artist is questioning how they found themselves in their current situation
In this little hell?
The artist describes their situation as a hellish one
How - did it ever begin?
The artist is unable to understand how things started to go so wrong
Helpless to turn back the clock
The artist is incapable of going back in time and fixing their mistakes
That ticks on
Time is constantly moving forward despite the artist's struggles
With its cruel shiny face
Personification of time is depicted as something cold and unforgiving
It laughs while it watches
Time is personified as a cruel entity that takes pleasure in the artist's pain
My every disgrace - I was
The artist uses self-deprecating language and believes that they are a disgraceful person
Born a sap - all the
The artist feels like a failure
Nurses laughed when they
The artist has experienced ridicule and humiliation from others even in childhood
Saw me the first time
The artist is recalling an unpleasant interaction from earlier in their life
They giggled and they said
Others have belittled the artist before
This poor little monster'd be
The artist describes themselves as a monster
Better off dead.
The artist feels like they have nothing going for them
Helplessly trapped in a body
The artist feels trapped and powerless
I'm sure -
The artist has a conviction about something
Should have never been mine.
The artist feels like they are not worthy of their own body
I bet that my real one's
The artist thinks that they belong in a different body
Doing just fine - and I
The artist feels like they do not belong where they are
Don't belong here, I
The artist does not feel like they fit in
Should be quite rich
The artist thinks that they should have more and be more successful
With a big shiny car
The artist fantasizes about being wealthy and owning a fancy car
A house with twelve rooms
The artist dreams of a lavish house
I deserve to go far.
The artist believes that they have earned success and greatness
Helplessly falling in love
The artist is falling in love compulsively and feels powerless to stop it
But does love
The artist questions the nature of love and whether it lasts
Really last through the night?
The artist is questioning the longevity of relationships
To love - To honor -
The artist expects that love should be about loyalty and respect
To kick and to bite! and I
The artist is making a joke about the contradictions of love
Where did this whole silly story begin?
The artist is reflecting on how their life has become a mess
It seems that my mind has gone -
The artist's thoughts have become confused and disordered
Blank.
The artist is feeling lost and empty
I think that I've messed up a chapter or two.
The artist is acknowledging some of the mistakes they have made in their life
Perhaps it is best if I'm frank!
The artist is acknowledging that something needs to change
Helplessly lost like that
The artist feels like they have lost their way
Poor chap who came
The artist is talking about someone else who is lost
For an innocent dance.
The reference to the dance is used to represent a chance at innocence and freedom
He left with his brain smeared
The artist is describing a violent act they committed
All over his pants! cause he
The artist seems to take pleasure in the act of violence
Didn't belong here, he
The artist is making reference to the victim not belonging
Didn't belong here
The artist repeats that the victim didn't fit in with their vision of the world
He never should've left
The artist thinks the victim should have stayed in their place
That warm cage in a zoo!
The artist is making reference to a safe place where one might be kept like an animal
His face was so ugly
The artist is demeaning the victim's appearance and using it to justify their actions
What else could I do?
The artist is trying to justify their violent actions towards the victim
Can you - really blame me, I
The artist is blaming others for not understanding their reasons for committing the violent act
Had to smash it.
The artist describes the act of killing as smashing something
He left me no choice,
The artist is describing the victim's role in their own death as a lack of choice
He was just like the others.
The artist is making reference to other people that they have killed
I just had to kill him.
The artist describes killing as an unavoidable need
With my poor, dear, old
The artist is making reference to someone close to them and justifying their actions using these relationships
Mother.
The artist is referencing a mother figure and blaming them for their own violent behavior
Helplessly fucked in the ass
The artist is feeling helpless and violated
By a legion of forty ex-cons
The artist is using hyperbole to exaggerate their sense of victimhood
That's what it feels like
The artist is describing their sensation of being overwhelmed
When you walk all over me.
The artist is blaming others for their problems and feelings of helplessness
Your eyes burn right through me.
The artist believes that others are able to see through them and read their weaknesses
They fill me with fear.
The artist is afraid of the power others hold over them
I could've been at home
The artist is thinking about an alternate reality where they are content with mundane pleasures
Watching football, and drinking beer.
The artist is reminiscing about a life of simple pleasures and less complicated emotions
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DANNY ELFMAN
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Chris Nemec
Lyrics:
Countless long nights
While I stare at the wall
I ask myself over again...
How did I end up
In this little hell?
How - did it ever begin?
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpess
Helpless to turn back the clock
That ticks on
With its cruel shiny face
It laughs while it watches
My every disgrace - I was
Born a sap - all the
Nurses laughed when they
Saw me the first time
They giggled and they said
"This poor little monster'd be
Better off dead."
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless
Helplessly trapped in a body
I'm sure -
Should have never been mine.
I bet that my real one's
Doing just fine - and I
Don't belong here, I
Don't belong here - I
Should be quite rich
With a big shiny car
A house with twelve rooms
I deserve to go far.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless
Helplessly falling in love
But does love
Really last through the night?
To love - To honor -
To kick and to bite! and I
Don't belong here, I
Don't belong here
It's all a mistake
I was destined for greatness
A leader, a prophet -
They're just too blind to notice.
Where did this whole silly story begin?
It seems that my mind has gone -
Blank.
I think that I've messed up a chapter or two.
Perhaps it is best if I'm frank!
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless -
Helplessly lost like that
Poor chap who came
For an innocent dance.
He left with his brain smeared
All over his pants! cause he
Didn't belong here, he
Didn't belong here
He never should've left
That warm cage in a zoo!
His face was so ugly
What else could I do?
Can you - really blame me, I
Had to smash it.
He left me no choice,
He was just like the others.
I just had to kill him.
With my poor, dear, old
Mother.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless
Helplessly fucked in the ass
By a legion of forty ex-cons
That's what it feels like
When you walk all over me.
Don't belong here, I
Don't belong here
Your eyes burn right through me.
They fill me with fear.
I could've been at home
Watching football, and drinking beer.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless, so helpless.
Brian E
Fight me if you want, but this is Danny Elfman at his best. Whether he's doing work for Tim Burton or for Oingo Boingo in its final years, he stepped up and put in the work.
I'll always have respect for Danny Elfman. He's one of the best.
Chris Nemec
Lyrics:
Countless long nights
While I stare at the wall
I ask myself over again...
How did I end up
In this little hell?
How - did it ever begin?
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpess
Helpless to turn back the clock
That ticks on
With its cruel shiny face
It laughs while it watches
My every disgrace - I was
Born a sap - all the
Nurses laughed when they
Saw me the first time
They giggled and they said
"This poor little monster'd be
Better off dead."
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless
Helplessly trapped in a body
I'm sure -
Should have never been mine.
I bet that my real one's
Doing just fine - and I
Don't belong here, I
Don't belong here - I
Should be quite rich
With a big shiny car
A house with twelve rooms
I deserve to go far.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless
Helplessly falling in love
But does love
Really last through the night?
To love - To honor -
To kick and to bite! and I
Don't belong here, I
Don't belong here
It's all a mistake
I was destined for greatness
A leader, a prophet -
They're just too blind to notice.
Where did this whole silly story begin?
It seems that my mind has gone -
Blank.
I think that I've messed up a chapter or two.
Perhaps it is best if I'm frank!
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless -
Helplessly lost like that
Poor chap who came
For an innocent dance.
He left with his brain smeared
All over his pants! cause he
Didn't belong here, he
Didn't belong here
He never should've left
That warm cage in a zoo!
His face was so ugly
What else could I do?
Can you - really blame me, I
Had to smash it.
He left me no choice,
He was just like the others.
I just had to kill him.
With my poor, dear, old
Mother.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless
Helplessly fucked in the ass
By a legion of forty ex-cons
That's what it feels like
When you walk all over me.
Don't belong here, I
Don't belong here
Your eyes burn right through me.
They fill me with fear.
I could've been at home
Watching football, and drinking beer.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh helpless, so helpless.
Chris Howard
I wish this had been on the album when I bought it. Funny story about where I got this final studio album from... I was in the Navy on deployment somewhere, probably the Persian Gulf, and I saw it in the ship's store. It was, most likely, the only copy the store got. It took me a few listens to fully appreciate it, but it was an amazing album.
LonelyWhale
Jack Skellington rly popped off
help girl im trapped in the test tube
@Strange Wayfaring Stranger no shit
Strange Wayfaring Stranger
Danny Elfman was in this band way before that lol
David Westerlund
I bought the Boingo CD in Sweden and this was included as a bonus track (and it's great!)
fezenstein
it was my favorite on this record. and the farewell tour version was classic.!
Jobantus
Not sure that its well known, but this song featured on the Australian release of the Boingo album as a bonus track on the CD.
Ryan Simons
@Robin Hughes only on the tape! I bought both CD and tape day off release. Only on cassette and the CD single for Insanity.