Throwaways
Beach Slang Lyrics


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No, these streets don't feel like home
They're not hungry or wild enough
It's a dead-end town for trash like us
But I've got a full tank and a couple bucks
I mean I never got nothing and I never wanted much
But man, we gotta get out
No these streets ain't got no guts
They're like sad sex with clumsy tongues
It's a battlefield for restless punks
And the cops are trapped in all their junk
We just wanna read our books, turn our stereos up
And man, we gotta get out
There's a light on those filthy streets
Where the throwaways get weird and free




Are you in with me? Does it cut you enough
There's a time to bleed, and a time just to fucking run

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Beach Slang's song "Throwaways" convey the feeling of restlessness and disillusionment that comes with feeling stuck and unfulfilled in a dead-end town. The opening lines immediately set the tone for the song - the streets don't feel like home, and they're not wild enough to satisfy the singer's hunger for something more. The town is described as a "dead-end town for trash like us," making it clear that the singer feels like an outcast and doesn't fit in with the rest of the community.


The metaphor of the town as a "battlefield for restless punks" reinforces this sense of isolation and the idea that the singer is fighting against the constraints of their environment. The cops are "trapped in all their junk," which suggests that the authorities are just as powerless as the people they're supposed to protect. The only escape, it seems, is to get out - to read books, turn up the stereo, and run away as fast as possible.


The chorus introduces a glimmer of hope in the form of a light on the "filthy streets" where the "throwaways" can be themselves and find a sense of freedom. The question "Are you in with me?" implies that the singer is seeking companionship on this journey, and that together they can find a way to escape their circumstances. The final line of the chorus - "There's a time to bleed, and a time just to fucking run" - encapsulates the sense of urgency and desperation that runs throughout the song.


Overall, "Throwaways" is a powerful anthem for anyone who has ever felt trapped in their hometown or longing for something more. It captures a sense of restless energy and a desire for escape that is both universal and deeply personal.


Line by Line Meaning

No, these streets don't feel like home
The place doesn't feel welcoming or familiar


They're not hungry or wild enough
The streets lack the energy and grit required to get ahead


It's a dead-end town for trash like us
The town is a hopeless place for people who don't fit in


But I've got a full tank and a couple bucks
Despite being broke, the artist feels ready to leave town


I mean I never got nothing and I never wanted much
The artist has always lived without much and doesn't aspire for material things


But man, we gotta get out
The singer feels it's necessary to leave and start fresh somewhere else


No these streets ain't got no guts
The streets lack courage and boldness


They're like sad sex with clumsy tongues
The streets are disappointing and unstimulating, similar to bad intimacy


It's a battlefield for restless punks
The town is a place where disaffected youth struggle to find their place


And the cops are trapped in all their junk
The law enforcement is bogged down and ineffective due to bureaucracy


We just wanna read our books, turn our stereos up
The singer desires to indulge in simple pleasures like reading and listening to music


And man, we gotta get out
The artist reiterates the need to leave town


There's a light on those filthy streets
Despite the town's negative qualities, there's still a glimmer of hope


Where the throwaways get weird and free
The town is a haven for those who don't fit into conventional society


Are you in with me? Does it cut you enough
The singer invites someone to join them in leaving town, questioning if they're ready to make a drastic change


There's a time to bleed, and a time just to fucking run
Sometimes, it's necessary to make a bold move in order to change one's life for the better




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