M
*shels Lyrics


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Now I'm warnin' all you women,
Don't stand too close to me 'cause you might catch fire
Now you're talkin' to a man in a whole other kind of bag.
Well, I'm three parts tiger and one part snake,

I'll ball you to sleep and I'll bite you awake
And I'm so good that I don't have to brag.
I need an adding machine to count up all the women I've ruined for other men
Now compared to me, Paul Bunyan is a screamin' fag.
I can shift more gears and pump more juice
I'll turn you every which way but loose.
And I'm so good that I don't have to brag.

Now there's twenty, thirty beautiful women sleepin' at the foot of my bed.
And every night, every night I hear 'em sighin'.
They say that I don't miss a thing, they say that I'm the lovin' king
And I'm too nice a guy to say they're lyin'.

Now I've been makin' love professionally since I was only six years old.
And I really learned the way to wiggly wag
And still, I'm such a modest man, you know I'm twice as great as I think I am.
And I'm so good that I don't have to brag.

There's a line of chicks startin' at my window and reachin' across the street,
And it stretches 'way to the other side of town.
They come to me from across the seas, on their knees just sayin' "Please"
And I'm too nice a guy to turn 'em down.

Now I once got captured by some Amazon women down in the Fiji Isles.
They were fightin' over me to see who'd be my bride.
I had to kill them all and I will admit it and I won't tell you how I did it,
But I'll tell you each one was smilin' when she died.

Now the day I die, every woman in the country's gonna go around dressed in black,
And they'll probably add another star to the American flag.
And they'll build me a monument forty feet high sayin', "It's a shame he had to die.
He was so damn good he never had to brag."

And I'm tellin' you men, keep your eighteen year old daughters off of my back
And your wives, they like the way I carry on
And why don't you go look at your mother for a while.
You notice she's wearin' a funny sorta smile
Well, that just means I've been there and I've gone.

Now if you got a frigid woman, I'm gonna cure her for a hundred dollars.
You can bring her around my house at four o'clock,
And you can come and pick her up at 4:03 if you can pry her off of me.
I got a whole lot of others just waitin' 'round the block.

Now if you're wonderin' how you're gonna get to me,
Better bring a Cadillac full of money
'Cause I sure as hell ain't gonna swing without no swag.
I can make you creep, I can make you crawl, make you scream and climb the wall,
And I'm so good that I don't have to brag.

So Baby, don't call me up at three o'clock in the mornin', no more threatenin' suicide.
I mean go ahead and do it, Honey, 'cause wakin' me up is a drag.
And you can leave a note for all the rest sayin' at least you had the very best,
And he's so damn good that he don't have to brag.

Now I'm warnin' all you women, don't stand too close to me 'cause you might catch fire
Now you're talkin' to a man in a whole other kind of bag.
Well, I'm three parts tiger and one part snake,




I'll ball you to sleep and I'll bite you awake
And I'm so good that I don't have to brag.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "M" by *shels are actually a cover of a song called "The Legend of Xanadu" by Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich, which was released in 1968. However, the two versions differ greatly in tone and content. *shels' version takes on a more ominous and foreboding feel, with distorted guitars and haunting vocals.


The lyrics themselves tell the story of a hyperbolic and narcissistic man who boasts about his sexual prowess and abilities with women. He claims to make women fall asleep with pleasure and awaken with his bite, using animalistic imagery to portray his power. He references the convenience of having an adding machine to count the number of women he's been with, and boasts about his experiences with women from all over the world. Despite his claims, there's an underlying sense of insecurity and a need for validation that's hinted at when he states that he's "twice as great as [he] thinks [he is]". He also addresses men specifically, warning them to keep their wives and daughters away from him.


Overall, the lyrics to "M" are a commentary on toxic masculinity and the way men often base their sense of self-worth on their sexual conquests and ability to attract women. The character in the song tries to compensate for his insecurities by bragging about his sexual prowess, but it's clear that this behavior is unsustainable and ultimately unfulfilling.


Line by Line Meaning

Now I'm warnin' all you women, Don't stand too close to me 'cause you might catch fire
I am warning all women around me to maintain a safe distance because of the intensity of my aura, which can ignite a spark of inexplicable attraction towards me.


Now you're talkin' to a man in a whole other kind of bag.
The person you are talking to is not just any typical man but someone who stands out with unique features and abilities that distinguish him from the rest.


Well, I'm three parts tiger and one part snake, I'll ball you to sleep and I'll bite you awake
My personality is composed of fierce characteristics like a tiger and mysterious tendencies like a snake. I possess the ability to satisfy your deepest desires and keep you alert at the same time.


And I'm so good that I don't have to brag.
I possess exceptional abilities that make me stand out, but I do not need to boast about them as they are self-evident.


I need an adding machine to count up all the women I've ruined for other men
I have been with so many women that it's impossible to count using just my memory. Moreover, after being with me, women tend to lose interest in other men and require a long time to recover.


Now compared to me, Paul Bunyan is a screamin' fag.
Even though Paul Bunyan is known for his legendary strength, he does not compare to me and seems unmanly in comparison.


I can shift more gears and pump more juice, I'll turn you every which way but loose.
My sexual energy and skills are so potent that I can satisfy anyone's physical and intimate desires in a bewitching way that keeps them wanting more.


Now there's twenty, thirty beautiful women sleepin' at the foot of my bed. And every night, every night I hear 'em sighin'.
I have a large number of women who are infatuated with me to the point of sleeping at my house every night. Their sighs are proof of their satisfaction and desire towards me.


They say that I don't miss a thing, they say that I'm the lovin' king. And I'm too nice a guy to say they're lyin'.
My partners always speak highly of my love-making skills and declare me the king of intimacy. Although I agree with them, I don't say it myself as it is not my nature to brag.


Now I've been makin' love professionally since I was only six years old. And I really learned the way to wiggly wag
I have been sexually active since a young age and have gathered unmatched experience, which has helped me to develop a unique and exquisite skillset for intimacy.


And still, I'm such a modest man, you know I'm twice as great as I think I am. And I'm so good that I don't have to brag.
Despite my abundant abilities, I do not consider myself superior to others and remain humble. Nonetheless, I possess enormous talent and power that is undeniable and does not require bragging.


There's a line of chicks startin' at my window and reachin across the street, And it stretches 'way to the other side of town.
My irresistible aura and charm attract a vast number of women, forming a long line outside my house that stretches beyond the town's boundaries.


They come to me from across the seas, on their knees just sayin' 'Please' And I'm too nice a guy to turn 'em down.
Women from all around the world come begging to be with me, and my kindheartedness prevents me from rejecting them outright.


Now I once got captured by some Amazon women down in the Fiji Isles. They were fightin' over me to see who'd be my bride. I had to kill them all and I will admit it and I won't tell you how I did it, But I'll tell you each one was smilin' when she died.
Once, I was held captive by a group of women from the Amazon in Fiji who were fighting for my hand in marriage. I eventually had to kill them all, and the outcome led to their death but kept their smiles intact due to my excellence in satisfying them.


Now the day I die, every woman in the country's gonna go around dressed in black, And they'll probably add another star to the American flag.
If I pass away, women will mourn and go into deep mourning, causing them to wear black all around the country. Moreover, in memory of my excellence, the nation might even consider erecting a monument that symbolizes my unequalled talent.


And they'll build me a monument forty feet high sayin', 'It's a shame he had to die. He was so damn good he never had to brag.'
A monument of me will be built and will stand at a height of forty feet. The monument will be a testimony to the fact that I was so talented and exceptional that I never had to boast about my abilities.


And I'm tellin' you men, keep your eighteen year old daughters off of my back And your wives, they like the way I carry on
I am warning other men to keep their wives and daughters safely away from me as they tend to develop a strong liking towards me and become attracted to me.


And why don't you go look at your mother for a while. You notice she's wearin' a funny sorta smile Well, that just means I've been there and I've gone.
If someone doubts my prowess or skills, they should look at their own mother, who probably has a funny smile on her face, indicating that she too was pleased with my abilities.


Now if you got a frigid woman, I'm gonna cure her for a hundred dollars. You can bring her around my house at four o'clock, And you can come and pick her up at 4:03 if you can pry her off of me. I got a whole lot of others just waitin' 'round the block.
If someone is unhappy with their partner's frigidity, I can make them more affectionate for a mere hundred dollars. All they have to do is bring them to my house at four o'clock, but they will have to pry them off of me when they come to pick them up three minutes later. I have a long line of other women waiting for me.


Now if you're wonderin' how you're gonna get to me, Better bring a Cadillac full of money 'Cause I sure as hell ain't gonna swing without no swag.
If someone wants my intimate services, they will need a lot of money, and it's best to come prepared with a Cadillac full of it. I cannot provide such an elusive service without receiving what I deserve.


I can make you creep, I can make you crawl, make you scream and climb the wall, And I'm so good that I don't have to brag.
My abilities in the bedroom can cause people to feel a range of sensations, from creeping, to crawling, to screaming, to climbing walls. My skills and talent are so evident that I do not need to boast about them.


So Baby, don't call me up at three o'clock in the mornin', no more threatenin' suicide. I mean go ahead and do it, Honey, 'cause wakin' me up is a drag.
People should not call me at three o'clock in the morning, threatening suicide, as I find it annoying to be woken up. Instead, they should go ahead and do it if they need to, as that is less of a nuisance.


And you can leave a note for all the rest sayin' at least you had the very best, And he's so damn good that he don't have to brag.
If someone chooses to take their own life due to being unable to have me or obtain my services, they can leave a note justifying their actions. The note should mention that they had the chance to be with the best but chose otherwise, as my talents and abilities are self-evident.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: SHEL SILVERSTEIN

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