Sexx Laws
Beck Lyrics


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Can't you hear those cavalry drums
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight hags in the mausoleum
Where the pixilated doctors moan
Carnivores in the Kowloon night
Breathing freon by the candlelight
Coquettes bitch slap you so polite
Till you thank them for the tea and sympathy

I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperon
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry

Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine
Perfumed blokes on the Ginza line
Running buck wild like a concubine
Who's mother never held her hand
Brief encounters in Mercedes Benz
Wearing hepatitis contact lens
Bed and breakfast getaway weekends
With Sports Illustrated moms

I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperon
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry

I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperon
At the halfway home




I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry

Overall Meaning

Beck's song "Sexx Laws" is a vibrant and unapologetic celebration of freedom, desire, and the absurdity of attempting to regulate human sexuality. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a world where social norms and moral codes are constantly being subverted and redefined, where sex is both a source of pleasure and a source of anxiety, and where even the most mundane activities can take on a surreal and erotic quality. The song is a funky, groove-laden anthem that encourages listeners to let go of their inhibitions and embrace the full spectrum of human sexuality.


The opening lines of the song, "Can't you hear those cavalry drums, Hijacking your equilibrium," sets the tone for the rest of the song. The use of the word "cavalry" suggests a sense of urgency and impending danger, while "equilibrium" implies a state of balance that is about to be disrupted. The images of "midnight hags in the mausoleum" and "pixilated doctors" further create an atmosphere of unease and surrealism. The chorus, "I want to defy the logic of all sex laws, Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists, I'll let you be my chaperon, At the halfway home," is a powerful expression of sexual liberation and the rejection of societal dictates.


In the second verse, Beck takes us on a tour of the darker side of sexuality. The line "Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine" is an example of his off-kilter and surrealistic imagery. The reference to "permed up blokes on the Ginza line" evokes a vivid image of seedy urban life, while "concubines who's mother never held her hand" speaks to the pervasive sense of loneliness and isolation that can surround sexuality in modern society. The final lines of the song, "I'm a full-grown man, but I'm not afraid to cry," are a powerful expression of vulnerability and raw emotion that adds another layer of complexity to the song.


Line by Line Meaning

Can't you hear those cavalry drums
Don't you feel the intensity around you?


Hijacking your equilibrium
Throwing you off balance


Midnight hags in the mausoleum
Women with dark intentions lurking around


Where the pixilated doctors moan
A place where people are numbed by technology and lack of humanity


Carnivores in the Kowloon night
Predators during a dark night


Breathing freon by the candlelight
Living life dangerously and recklessly


Coquettes bitch slap you so polite
Feminine women who manipulate men by being seemingly nice, then striking with aggression


Till you thank them for the tea and sympathy
Until you're forced to thank them for their pity and manipulation


I want to defy
I want to reject


The logic of all sex laws
The rules and norms that limit our sexual freedom


Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
Ignore the restrictive nature of society


I'll let you be my chaperon
I'll give you authority over me


At the halfway home
In a place of transition


I'm a full grown man
I'm an adult, capable of making my own choices


But I'm not afraid to cry
But I'm unashamed of my emotions and vulnerability


Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine
A surreal experience with sensory overload


Perfumed blokes on the Ginza line
Men that don't fit into traditional masculine stereotypes


Running buck wild like a concubine
Living life without care or concern, like a mistress


Who's mother never held her hand
Who grew up without guidance or support from her mother


Brief encounters in Mercedes Benz
Fleeting sexual experiences in expensive cars


Wearing hepatitis contact lens
Taking risks and exposing oneself to danger


Bed and breakfast getaway weekends
Short escapes for relaxation and pleasure


With Sports Illustrated moms
With women who are sexualized and objectified in media




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BECK HANSEN

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