War On Drugs
Barenaked Ladies Lyrics


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She likes to sleep with the radio on
So she can dream of her favorite song
The one that no one has ever sung since she was small
She'll never know that she made it up
She had a soul and we ate it up
Thrown away like a paper cup
The music falls
The only flaw in her detailed plan
Is where she wins back the love of her man
Everyone knows that he's never coming back

He took her heart and she took his name
He couldn't stand taking all the blame
He left her only with guilt and shame and then she cracked

Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves
Of all these demons haunting us
To keep us company?

In the dream I refuse to have
She falls asleep in a lukewarm bath
We're left to deal with the aftermath again
On behalf of humanity
I will fight for your sanity
How profound such profanity can be

Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves
Of all these demons haunting us
To keep us company?
Won't it be odd to be happy like we
Always thought we're supposed to feel
But never seem to be?

Near where I live there's a viaduct
Where people jump when they're out of luck
Raining down on the cars and trucks below
They've put a net there to catch their fall
Like that'll stop anyone at all
What they don't know is when nature calls, you go
They say that Jesus and mental health
Are just for those who can help themselves
But what good is that when you live in hell on earth?
For the very fear that makes you want to die
Is just the same as what keeps you alive
It's way more trouble than some suicide is worth

Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves
Of all these demons haunting us
To keep us company?
Won't it be odd to be happy like we
Always thought we're supposed to feel
But never seem to be?

Hard to admit I fought the war on drugs




My hands were tied and the phone was bugged
Another died and the world just shrugged it off

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Barenaked Ladies' song "War On Drugs" depict the struggles of a woman who copes with the pain of a lost lover by dreaming about a song that was never written. She sleeps with the radio on to dream of this song, unaware that she made it up herself. The lyrics suggest that her soul was devoured by others, and she was thrown away like a paper cup. Despite a well-planned attempt to win back her lover, she realizes that he is never coming back, and she is filled with guilt and shame.


The song also mentions a viaduct near the singer's location where people often jump to end their lives. Unfortunately, even a net to catch their fall does not deter them from doing so. The song highlights the struggles with mental health and the misconception that only individuals who can help themselves deserve assistance. The singer declares that they will fight for the listener's sanity on behalf of humanity, emphasizing the significance of supporting one another through struggles.


Overall, "War on Drugs" is a commentary on how society copes with pain and anxiety in various ways. The song highlights the concept of creating one's own solution to struggles, like the woman dreaming of her own song. Moreover, it points out the need for unity, support, and attentive care for those struggling with mental health.


Line by Line Meaning

She likes to sleep with the radio on
She prefers to fall asleep so that she can have a dream about her favorite tune.


So she can dream of her favorite song
She sleeps with the radio on so that she can dream about her favorite tune.


The one that no one has ever sung since she was small
She dreams of a song that has never been sung since she was a child.


She'll never know that she made it up
She does not realize that she has made up this song.


She had a soul and we ate it up
Her soul has been consumed by us.


Thrown away like a paper cup
Her soul has been discarded like a paper cup.


The music falls
The music dies.


The only flaw in her detailed plan
Her plan for her love life has one major flaw.


Is where she wins back the love of her man
She thinks she can win back the love of her man when she can't.


Everyone knows that he's never coming back
It is a known fact that her man will never return.


He took her heart and she took his name
He stole her heart and she took his name in marriage.


He couldn't stand taking all the blame
He couldn't bear to take all the responsibility.


He left her only with guilt and shame and then she cracked
He left her with only guilt and shame, causing her to break down.


Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves
Life will be dull once we rid ourselves of our inner demons.


Of all these demons haunting us
When we eliminate our inner demons that have been constantly bothering us.


To keep us company?
Whom we consider as companions?


In the dream I refuse to have
In the dream that I do not want to have.


She falls asleep in a lukewarm bath
She falls asleep in a bath with warm water that is less than hot.


We're left to deal with the aftermath again
We have to deal with the consequences of the situation once more.


On behalf of humanity
On behalf of all human beings.


I will fight for your sanity
I will fight for your mental health and stability.


How profound such profanity can be
How incredible that profanity can be enlightening.


Near where I live there's a viaduct
There is a viaduct close to where I reside.


Where people jump when they're out of luck
People leap from it when they run out of fortune.


Raining down on the cars and trucks below
They fall down on the cars and trucks underneath.


They've put a net there to catch their fall
They've put a net there to protect them from falling.


Like that'll stop anyone at all
As if that will halt anyone's suicidal tendencies.


What they don't know is when nature calls, you go
What they don't understand is that they will commit suicide when their natural instincts tell them to do so.


They say that Jesus and mental health
It is said that mental health and Jesus


Are just for those who can help themselves
Are only for those who can assist themselves.


But what good is that when you live in hell on earth?
But how is that possible when you're living in a terrible environment?


For the very fear that makes you want to die
The same fear that makes you want to die


Is just the same as what keeps you alive
Is the same as what keeps you living.


It's way more trouble than some suicide is worth
It's far more problematic than ending one's life is beneficial.


Hard to admit I fought the war on drugs
It's tough to confess that I fought the War on Drugs.


My hands were tied and the phone was bugged
My situation was difficult, and I was being monitored.


Another died and the world just shrugged it off
Another's death was ignored by the world.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Ed Robertson, Steven Page

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