Bottle of Blues
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I just found me a bottle of blues
Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe
Ain't it hard
Ain't it hard,
To want somebody who doesn't want you

And I've been waiting for a year, a day
Some strange weather must be blowin' my way
Cause I got no mind to go or to stay,
Or be left behind

Holdin' hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
I get higher and lower
I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier
With nothin' to shoot
And nowhere to lose
This bottle of blues

Egos drone
And pose alone
Like black balloons
All banged and blown
On a backwoods river
The infidels shiver
In the stench of belief
I tell my momma I'm a hundred years late
I'm over the rails
And out of the race
And the crippled psalms
Of an age that won't thaw
Are ringing in my ears

Holdin' hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
I get higher and lower
I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier
With nothin' to shoot
And nowhere dreams it's a..
Bottle of blues

I just found me a bottle of blues
Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe
Ain't it hard, ain't it hard,
To want somebody who doesn't want you

Holdin' hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
I get higher and lower
I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier
With nothin' to shoot
And nowhere dreams it's a...




Bottle of blues
Bottle of blues

Overall Meaning

"Bottle of Blues" by Beck is a melancholic track featuring Beck's signature genre-defying sound. It starts with Beck finding solace in a "bottle of blues" as he struggles to cope with the pain of unrequited love. Beck describes the feeling of waiting for someone who doesn't reciprocate his feelings, singing "And I've been waiting for a year, a day / Some strange weather must be blowin' my way / Cause I got no mind to go or to stay, / Or be left behind." His sense of desperation is further highlighted as he compares himself to a "tired soldier / With nothin' to shoot / And nowhere to lose / This bottle of blues." He feels trapped in his present situation, unsure of whether to move forward or stay behind.


The second verse sees Beck explore more philosophical themes. He critiques the "egotistical drones" of society, who strive to pose alone and inflate their own importance like "black balloons." Beck's own disillusionment with his generation is further highlighted as he says, "The crippled psalms / Of an age that won't thaw / Are ringing in my ears." Beck feels disillusioned by the state of the world and wishes he was born in a different era, telling his momma, "I'm a hundred years late / I'm over the rails / And out of the race."


Overall, "Bottle of Blues" is a complex exploration of love, pain, disillusionment, and the human condition, served up with Beck's unique sound and style.


Line by Line Meaning

I just found me a bottle of blues
I have stumbled upon a source of solace to alleviate my sorrows


Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe
This unfamiliar remedy provides some relief for my troubled spirit


Ain't it hard
Isn't it difficult


Ain't it hard, to want somebody who doesn't want you
It's tough to crave the affection of someone who doesn't reciprocate those feelings


And I've been waiting for a year, a day
I have been waiting for what feels like an eternity


Some strange weather must be blowin' my way
An unusual circumstance or obstacle has arisen in my path


Cause I got no mind to go or to stay
I am feeling indecisive about my next move


Or be left behind
I am anxious about being abandoned


Holdin' hands with an impotent dream
I am holding onto an unrealistic aspiration with no potential for success


In a brothel of fake energy
I am surrounded by artificial stimulation and insincere enthusiasm


Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
I am attempting to revive something that is long gone and should remain in the past


I get higher and lower
My emotions fluctuate between ecstasy and despair


Like a tired soldier
Like a weary warrior


With nothin' to shoot
With no targets to aim at


And nowhere to lose
And nowhere to suffer defeat


Egos drone
Self-importance is monotonously expressed


And pose alone
And stand in pretension without company


Like black balloons
Like shadows that loom over you ominously


All banged and blown
All battered and bereft of substance


On a backwoods river
In a remote and desolate place


The infidels shiver
The non-believers tremble


In the stench of belief
Amidst the overpowering influence of faith


I tell my momma I'm a hundred years late
I express regret for squandering precious time


I'm over the rails
I have gone beyond the limit of sanity


And out of the race
And removed from the competition for success


And the crippled psalms
The broken hymns


Of an age that won't thaw
Of a time that remains cold and unfeeling


Are ringing in my ears
Are resounding loudly in my mind


Nowhere dreams it's a...
My dreams are going nowhere, and the only solace I find is in...


Bottle of blues
This bottle of alcohol that represents sadness


Bottle of blues
This bottle of alcohol that represents sadness




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Beck Hansen

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