Atlantic
.delorean.Ȣ.Ȣ. Lyrics
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Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state
And the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got in too deep and I could not pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bough us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Now our luck may have died and out love may
Be cold but with you forever I'll stay
We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold
So put on your stockin's 'cause the night's getting' cold and maybe everything dies
That's a fact but maybe everything that dies
Someday comes back
Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find
Down here it's just winners and losers and
Don't get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end
So honey last night I met this guy and I'm
Gonna do a little favor for him
Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday
Comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
The .delorean.Ȣ.Ȣ.'s song "Atlantic" is a poignant and stirring exploration of life's uncertainties and the ability to find hope and resilience amidst the tumultuous circumstances. The song opens with a reference to a recent act of violence in Philadelphia, setting the stage for the turmoil and unrest that permeates throughout the lyrics. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a world in flux, where trouble is brewing from out-of-state and the gambling commission is barely holding on.
However, amidst the chaos and uncertainty, the singer finds solace in the idea that everything that dies someday comes back. This is juxtaposed with the more personal narrative of the struggling narrator who is mired in debt and struggling to find a job. Yet, in spite of all these challenges, there is a sense of hope and the promise of a brighter future, symbolized by the couple's decision to head out to Atlantic City.
The song ends on a note of ambiguity, leaving us with the sense that the future is uncertain, but the couple is determined to face whatever lies ahead with courage and resilience.
Line by Line Meaning
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
A man was blown up, along with his house, the previous night in Philly.
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do
People on the boardwalk are preparing for an upcoming fight against the racket boys.
Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state
And the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
There is trouble coming from other states and the district attorney can't get any help. There is going to be a fight on the promenade and the gambling commission is barely holding on.
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Everything eventually ends, but maybe it will come back someday. Get ready and meet me in Atlantic City tonight.
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got in too deep and I could not pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bough us two tickets on that Coast City bus
I tried to save money from my job, but got into debt and couldn't pay, so I withdrew money from the Central Trust and bought us two tickets on a bus to the coast city.
Now our luck may have died and out love may
Be cold but with you forever I'll stay
We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold
So put on your stockin's 'cause the night's getting' cold and maybe everything dies
That's a fact but maybe everything that dies
Someday comes back
Our luck and love may have failed, but I'll always stay with you. We're going to a place where things might turn around. Put on your stockings because it's getting cold, and maybe everything does eventually end, but maybe it will come back.
Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find
Down here it's just winners and losers and
Don't get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end
So honey last night I met this guy and I'm
Gonna do a little favor for him
Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday
Comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
I've been struggling to find a job and it feels like everyone is either a winner or a loser. I'm tired of always losing, so I met a guy and I'm doing a favor for him. Everything might eventually end, but maybe it will come back. Get ready and meet me tonight in Atlantic City.
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