Coming Down
Ball Park Music Lyrics


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The chefs are in the alleyway throwing down
They're high on PCP when I'm around
They don't recall a thing or their favourite meal
'Til they are coming down
You smack me in the eyes and take my sight
You cut my world in half, baby, you're my knife
A bag of lazy spine, I can take my life
When I am coming down
When I am coming down
When I am coming down

You amputate my hands and they grow back
As phantoms to replace the world I had
I'm too lazy to invent a brand new myth
When I am coming down
The scenery of saints in stained-glass walls
You get a little badge and you stand tall
You're knee-deep in the shit of suburban sprawl

When you are coming down
Oh, you are coming down
Oh, you are coming down

So suck the monophonic noise of golden hits
They write them in two seconds, it's a piece of piss
I let a little laugh slip from my lips

When I am coming down
Yeah, I am coming down
Oh, I am coming down

You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
And you are coming down




Yeah, you are coming down
Oh, you are coming down

Overall Meaning

The song "Coming Down" by Ball Park Music is a commentary on the hedonistic lifestyles of celebrities and other public figures who abuse drugs and alcohol. The lyrics depict a world in which chefs are high on PCP in alleyways and people are too lazy to create new myths. The song also reflects on the highs and lows of personal relationships, with the metaphor of being "amputated" by a loved one and growing back as a phantom.


The opening lines of the song set the stage for its themes. The mention of chefs in an alleyway suggests a world of decadence and excess, while the use of PCP highlights the dangers of substance abuse. The line "They don't recall a thing or their favorite meal" shows how easily drugs can blur memories and desires. The chorus, with its repetition of the phrase "coming down," is a reminder that the highs of drug use are always followed by lows.


The second verse of the song focuses on personal relationships. The metaphor of amputated hands that grow back as phantoms suggests the pain of being hurt by a loved one and the difficulty of moving on from that hurt. The line "I'm too lazy to invent a brand new myth" shows how hard it can be to create a new narrative for oneself after such pain.


Overall, "Coming Down" is a reflection on the ways in which drugs and love can both be destructive forces. It portrays a world in which people are searching for meaning but often find themselves lost in indulgence and despair.


Line by Line Meaning

The chefs are in the alleyway throwing down
The cooks are cooking in the backstreet with enthusiasm


They're high on PCP when I'm around
They use PCP drug when I'm present


They don't recall a thing or their favourite meal
They forget everything and their favorite dish


'Til they are coming down
Until the effect of the drug wears off


You smack me in the eyes and take my sight
You hurt me and make me blind metaphorically


You cut my world in half, baby, you're my knife
You make my world incomplete and you're the reason for it


A bag of lazy spine, I can take my life
I can end my life whenever I want


When I am coming down
When the effect of the drug is leaving me


You amputate my hands and they grow back
You hurt me badly, but I recover slowly


As phantoms to replace the world I had
As a way to replace what I had before the pain


I'm too lazy to invent a brand new myth
I'm too exhausted to create a new lie


The scenery of saints in stained-glass walls
Religious paintings on walls


You get a little badge and you stand tall
You feel proud of your little achievements


You're knee-deep in the shit of suburban sprawl
You're trapped and struggling in the unpleasantness of modern suburbia


So suck the monophonic noise of golden hits
Enjoy listening to the boring songs with no creativity


They write them in two seconds, it's a piece of piss
It is easy to write these songs with no effort


I let a little laugh slip from my lips
I cannot help but laugh at the ridiculousness of it


You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You like things that are difficult


And you are coming down
And the effect of the drug is leaving you




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: SAMUEL DAVID CROMACK

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Elliott

"Coming Down"

The chefs are in the alleyway throwing down
They're high on PCP when I'm around
They don't recall a thing or their favourite meal
Til they are coming down
You smack me in the eyes and take my sight
You cut my world in half, baby you're my knife
I bag a lazy spine I can take my life
When I am coming down
When I am coming down
When I am coming down

You amputate my hands and they grow back
As phantoms to replace the world I had
I'm too lazy to invent a brand new myth
When I am coming down
The scenery of saints in stained-glass walls
You get a little badge and you stand tall
You're knee-deep in the shit of suburban sprawl
And you are coming down
Oh you are coming down
Oh you are coming down

So suck the monophonic noise and golden hits
They write them in two seconds, it's a piece of piss
I let a little laugh slip from my lips
When I am coming down
Yeah I am coming down
Oh I am coming down

You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
And you are coming down
Yeah you are coming down
Oh you are coming down



All comments from YouTube:

lover212ish

such a good song, i heard this on triple j about 4 weeks ago, and finally i can download it !!

Daniel

Saw them live today at a free concert... Awesome.

J Mac

You guys tell so much in your songs, those who listen to them all will notice. Message is strong

pepsibilly

wont ever stop listening, this is perfect

umrequited

this song is so beautiful i can't even

ManUtilldeath1

A band heading for big success

Lackadaisical

well...

Zee Parker

this song is just so stunning.

hardsequencer94

They just get better and better and better ...

Jennifer N

This song makes me unbearably happy.

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