Lush Life
Barbara Dickson Lyrics


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I used to visit all the very gay places
Those come-what-may places
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
To get the feel of life
From jazz and cocktails

The men I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
With distinguish traces
That used to be there, you could see where they'd been washed away
By too many through the day
Twelve o'clock tales

But you came along with your siren song
To tempt me to madness
I thought for a while that your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness of great love for me
But I was wrong
I was wrong

Life is lonely again
And only last year, everything seemed so sure
Now life is awful again
A drawer full of hearts could only be a bore

A week in Paris couse ease the bite of it
All I really care is to smile in spite of it

I'll forget you, I will
And yet you are still
Burning inside my brain
Romance is mush
Stifling those who strive
I'll live the lush life in some small dive




And there I'll be, while I drift with the rest
Of those whose lives are lonely too

Overall Meaning

The song Lush Life by Barbara Dickson narrates the singer’s past experiences of frequenting places filled with life and sound, to shake off the monotony of everyday life. The character describes the jazz clubs and bars as the “very gay places” that they would visit “to get the feel of life from jazz and cocktails.” However, with every visit, the people and the surroundings seemed to be wearier, and the men in the clubs had “sad and sullen gray faces.” Despite the monotony and dullness of life, a woman comes along singing her siren song, which tempts the singer to “madness” for a while. Believing that the woman's smile was filled with the "sadness of great love," the singer realizes they were wrong. In the end, the character chooses to live the “lush life” in some small dive where they can just drift amongst the lives of others whose lives are lonely too.


Line by Line Meaning

I used to visit all the very gay places
I used to frequent lively and vibrant locations


Those come-what-may places
Those places that could go either way, but were worth the experience nonetheless


Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
Where one takes a moment to experience life in the moment


To get the feel of life
To fully experience the energy of life


From jazz and cocktails
Through the medium of jazz music and mixed drinks


The men I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
The people I knew before had melancholy and dreary expressions


With distinguish traces
With visible signs of a past experience


That used to be there, you could see where they'd been washed away
That had once been present, but were now erased or faded away


By too many through the day
Through too many experiences throughout the day


Twelve o'clock tales
Stories or experiences that had occurred late at night


But you came along with your siren song
But then you appeared with your captivating call


To tempt me to madness
To entice me towards frenzied activity or emotion


I thought for a while that your poignant smile
For a moment, I thought your sad smile


Was tinged with the sadness of great love for me
Was imbued with the sorrow of an intense love for me


But I was wrong
But I was mistaken


Life is lonely again
Life has returned to a feeling of isolation


And only last year, everything seemed so sure
It was just a year ago that everything felt secure


Now life is awful again
Now life feels terrible once more


A drawer full of hearts could only be a bore
Even a collection of love letters would be uninspiring


A week in Paris could ease the bite of it
A trip to Paris might soften the pain of my current situation


All I really care is to smile in spite of it
My only desire is to find joy in the midst of this sorrow


I'll forget you, I will
I will try to forget you


And yet you are still
Yet, you are still a presence in my mind


Burning inside my brain
A persistent, fervent thought in my mind


Romance is mush
Romance seems futile and insipid


Stifling those who strive
Restricting and discouraging those who seek something more


I'll live the lush life in some small dive
I will attempt to live extravagantly in humble surroundings


And there I'll be, while I drift with the rest
I will be there along with the others, adrift in life


Of those whose lives are lonely too
Of those whose lives are just as solitary and mournful




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