Glory Weed
50 Foot Wave Lyrics


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A thousand voices start their screaming when you leave
A thousand screamers find their voice and start to scream
We already blew the glory weed

Your well-done fury don't deserve to pull me down
That facile magic show can't burn away my ground
We already turned the game around
And I'm in a fog like a stupid dog

And who do you think should tell the story
Under the bed tonight?
And who did you think that shrinking violet
Would turn out to be?

Your mama lion mouth and mata mata soul
That scary face you're making at your holy Joe
You already brought the battle home

And who do you think should tell the story
Under the bed tonight?
And who did you think that shrinking violet
Would turn out to be?

Traveling souls like us, the wicked, the carnies
We all eat up this swill these fucked bedtime stories




You already brought me to my knees
And I'm cheap and here like a souvenir

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to 50 Foot Wave's song Glory Weed are cryptic and open to interpretation. The overall tone seems to be one of defiance to a person who has tried to bring the singer down but has failed. The opening lines suggest that the singer's departure has caused chaos, as though the person left behind has lost control. The repeated line, "we already blew the glory weed," could mean that the singer has already lost the thing that the other person was after, leaving them with nothing.


The next verse seems to be a direct response to the person who has been trying to bring the singer down. The line, "your well-done fury don't deserve to pull me down," implies that the person's anger is not justified, and that they have no right to try and bring the singer down. The singer asserts that they cannot be burned, and that they have already "turned the game around," again suggesting that the other person has failed to achieve their goals.


The chorus repeats the same questions twice, asking who will tell the story and who the "shrinking violet" will turn out to be. It could be interpreted that the singer is questioning whether the person who tried to bring them down will be able to control the narrative, or if the singer will be able to subvert their expectations and come out on top.


Overall, the lyrics to Glory Weed are highly metaphorical and subject to interpretation. The song appears to be about defying expectations and rising above those who would try to bring someone down.


Line by Line Meaning

A thousand voices start their screaming when you leave
Leaving causes a multitude of people to feel distressed and make noise expressing their emotions


We already blew the glory weed
The singer has already moved on from past mistakes and nostalgia


Your well-done fury don't deserve to pull me down
The person getting angry does not have the right to bring the singer down


That facile magic show can't burn away my ground
Trivial attempts to hurt the artist will not succeed in destroying their foundation


We already turned the game around
The situation has already been altered in the artist's favor


And I'm in a fog like a stupid dog
The singer is disoriented and unaware, like a foolish animal


And who do you think should tell the story Under the bed tonight?
Who should be held accountable for what goes on behind closed doors?


And who did you think that shrinking violet Would turn out to be?
Who would have predicted that the shy and timid person would become someone assertive?


Your mama lion mouth and mata mata soul
The person is fiercely protective with their words, but at the same time is elusive


That scary face you're making at your holy Joe
The expression the person makes toward their religious beliefs is intimidating


You already brought the battle home
The other person has already brought conflict to the singer's personal space


Traveling souls like us, the wicked, the carnies
Both the artist and the other person are outcasts, living on the fringes of society


We all eat up this swill these fucked bedtime stories
Both the singer and the other person have a tendency to believe false or twisted stories


You already brought me to my knees
The other person has already weakened the singer's resolve


And I'm cheap and here like a souvenir
The singer feels used and discarded like an object




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