Pour Me
A Human and his Stds Lyrics
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Oh Pour me, Pour me another drink
But you know what, no matter how much ya' fucked up you still got a place to sleep. And no matter how quiet you are when you leave they know. And when your at home puking your guts out, while their screaming, you know what their thinking? I wish I was you. And when your passed out with puke all over your sheets. Your Dad is at the bar stirring his ice and thinking, Man my sons girlfriend is hot, I wish I was his age, when did I grow up and whys my life so fucked up?
Oh Pour me, Pour me another drink
Oh Pour me, Pour me another drink..
The song "Pour Me" by A Human and his Stds explores the angst and rebellion of youth, depicting a protagonist who is tired of the mundane and overprotective life that they have been living. The lyrics capture the feeling of wanting to break free and have some fun, despite the consequences. The opening lines, “I wanna rock and roll, all night your Dad says, while your mother looks through Cosmo Magazine,” paint a picture of a typical suburban household where the parents are out of touch with their children's desires, and the children are desperate to escape. The singer sneaks out with their friends to party, hoping to escape their monotonous life for a while.
The chorus of the song, "Oh Pour me, Pour me another drink," creates a sense of desperation and numbness, with the singer seeking solace in alcohol as they try to temporarily forget their problems. The song highlights the tension between the teenagers who are trying to rebel against their parents' strict rules and the parents who are struggling to hold onto their fading youth. In the end, the song suggests that both generations are flawed and seeking escape from their reality, but only the young can do so without the guilt and regret.
Overall, the song is a commentary on the generation gap and the struggles that both generations go through in trying to live their lives to the fullest.
Line by Line Meaning
I wanna rock and roll, all night your Dad says, while your mother looks through Cosmo Magazine.
Your dad is living his best life, wanting to party all night, while your mom is busy reading a popular magazine.
Your sneaking out, afraid of getting reamed, meeting with some friends to cruz the party scene.
You are leaving the house secretly, scared of getting caught by your parents, meeting friends to attend a party.
Your a little buzzed now whining and drunk, your life is hell and your parents are geeks.
You are a bit intoxicated and complaining about your life being miserable, while thinking your parents are uncool.
Oh Pour me, Pour me another drink
As a coping mechanism, you seek solace in alcohol and ask for another drink.
But you know what, no matter how much ya' fucked up you still got a place to sleep.
Despite all the mistakes you made, you still have a home to return to.
And no matter how quiet you are when you leave they know.
Even if you leave silently, your parents are aware of your actions and whereabouts.
And when your at home puking your guts out, while their screaming, you know what their thinking?
As you vomit in your room while your parents scold you, they are secretly wishing they were in your position.
I wish I was you.
Your parents envy your youth and freedom.
And when your passed out with puke all over your sheets. Your Dad is at the bar stirring his ice and thinking, Man my sons girlfriend is hot, I wish I was his age, when did I grow up and whys my life so fucked up?
As you lay unconscious with vomit on your bed, your dad is at a bar thinking about how attractive your girlfriend is and wishing he could relive his youth, questioning where his life went wrong.
The truth about parents, boys and girls, is that their more messed up than we are.
The reality is that parents are more flawed and troubled than their children.
And what really sets 'em over the edge is their high school reunion.
What really bothers parents is their high school reunion, where they are reminded of their age and past achievements.
And you know what, someday, were gonna be just like 'em.
Ultimately, we will become just like our parents, with our own struggles and regrets.
Oh Pour me, Pour me another drink..
As we face the challenges of growing up, we often turn to drinking as a source of comfort.
Contributed by Colton K. Suggest a correction in the comments below.