Love on the March
Belle and Sebastian Lyrics


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Animals come, banging their drums
Street clears in summer
Kids run around, having their fun
Men are already drunk

A religious holiday's begun
Maybe it's because we have no sun
Marching begins, animals sing
Words that are twisted to
Meanings of hate, look at the face
Bitter and ready to fight

A religious holiday's begun
Maybe it's because we have no sun

Lost in the crowd
Shouting loud
Drinking my fill of a bottle of gin
I'll do anything to help me forget about you

You're full of it
You hopelessly flirt
With that girl who works in the pub for a night
But at closing time
You will be at my door
Tell me what it is I have to do?
I'd sacrifice everything for you

I was feeling so good and the sun was shining
All I wanted was to get across the street
I made my biggest mistake when I left her
With a yelling match and a broken kettle
I'm sick of this, you're a little kid
I always have to bail you out
When you take off with your drinking friends
And their idiot games
If you sing the songs you half deserve to take a beat

They beat me up because I crossed the march
They said I need to learn a bit of respect
But I am on their side and I follow the team




When I get out of here
Somebody's going to get it

Overall Meaning

The first stanza of Belle and Sebastian's "Love on the March" talks about the beginning of a religious holiday, where animals come and bang their drums as the people start marching. In contrast to the excitement of the event, the street clears, and the men are already drunk. The lyrics paint a picture of a day filled with festivities, but something sinister lies beneath the surface. The holiday may have started because there's no sun, which implies that the holiday is a way to lighten up the gloomy mood.


In the second stanza, the lyrics continue to talk about the march, and how animals sing words that are twisted to meanings of hate. The people's faces are bitter and ready to fight. The picture that the lyrics paint is far from the joyous celebration of a religious holiday. The march reeks of anger and hatred, and the people who participate in it have no qualms about expressing it.


The third and final stanza talks about a person who is lost in the crowd, trying to forget about someone who has hurt them. They consume a bottle of gin and do anything in their power to get over the pain. They address the person who hurt them and wonder what they must do to make everything right again. The song ends with a person who has gotten beaten up because they crossed the march. They want revenge, and someone is going to get it.


Line by Line Meaning

Animals come, banging their drums
The protestors arrive with loud noise and vigor


Street clears in summer
The roads empty out as people avoid the disruption caused by the protest


Kids run around, having their fun
Children play innocently, oblivious to the adult world's chaos


Men are already drunk
Some people are already drunk and therefore more prone to violence and chaos


Marching begins, animals sing
The protest is underway with noise and commotion


Words that are twisted to Meanings of hate, look at the face Bitter and ready to fight
Some protestors are motivated by hatred and rage, as seen in their faces and demeanor


Lost in the crowd Shouting loud Drinking my fill of a bottle of gin I'll do anything to help me forget about you
The singer is drunk and trying to forget about a painful past relationship


You're full of it You hopelessly flirt With that girl who works in the pub for a night But at closing time You will be at my door Tell me what it is I have to do? I'd sacrifice everything for you
The artist accuses someone of being a serial flirter, but still has feelings for them and would do anything for them


I was feeling so good and the sun was shining All I wanted was to get across the street I made my biggest mistake when I left her With a yelling match and a broken kettle
The artist reflects on a mistake they made involving an argument with someone and a broken kettle


I'm sick of this, you're a little kid I always have to bail you out When you take off with your drinking friends And their idiot games If you sing the songs you half deserve to take a beat
The artist is frustrated with someone who always needs rescuing because of their reckless behavior and drinking, and implies they deserve to be beat up if they don't learn from their mistakes


They beat me up because I crossed the march They said I need to learn a bit of respect But I am on their side and I follow the team When I get out of here Somebody's going to get it
The singer was beaten up by the protestors for crossing their path, but still supports their cause and plans revenge on those who hurt them




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: COLBURN, COOKE, GEDDES, JACKSON, KILDEA, MARTIN, MURDOCH

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