Me White Noise
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Oi
You're a little mug ya little tart
No education
Everybody comes in and out the room
They're out the room, they're in the room, they're out
That's right, no-one's hurt
You know they're not comin' in with a pair of marraccas are they?
Doin' a fuckin' bit of marracca and stuff
Like, you know what I mean
Don't ya, you know, you know well what I mean
But I ain't moaning about it or complaining about it or anything like that
'Cos like that's what it is you know, you know and you kick a football
You kick a football, everybody kicks a football
I don't wanna rant and rave, yeah alright, at all, fair enough innit
Fair enough
And like you're going like "Sorry, sorry mate,"
You know you get down now, and you look at the wall
And what does the wall say to ya?
I ain't a mirror, fuck off
That's the way it goes
It's true though innit?
Think about it
Don't stall man, I've got houses to build

And then you move, move, move, move
And you push, push, push, push
And you trip over yourself and you think to yourself
Why am I here?
I'm here because I've got no fucking choice
And furthermore
Furthermore
You're dead!
You're dead!
You're dead!
You're dead!
You're dead!
You're dead!

Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Please?

Don't even know you're innocent
Mmm
'Salright

And there's a lot of snides out there
Wanting to have a little pop at your life
But they're wrong
Nah, they're just nasty
You know, I've lived all my friggin' life, right, trying to do it right
And like, it's impossible
I've got a gun you know, and I'd use it
I wouldn't, I wouldn't, ah, I wouldn't I can't get it out you know
What I mean, if I got a gun, I would use it
But maybe I would, but maybe I wouldn't
But this is it man, this ain't America for fuck's sake
All I wanna know is how people get in and I want them to get on
But I don't want everyone blowing each other off
If I had a bomb, I wouldn't blow up no-one up
That's the way I feel, you know on the underground train
You get on an underground train
You get on an underground train
Off you go
Zhoom, you're in Holborn
Bosh, you're in Covent Garden
Bosh, you get out, everybody's alright
Everybody's alright
No-one does that much to each other

And then you move, move, move, move
And you push, push, push, push
And you trip over yourself and you think to yourself
Why am I here?
I'm here because I've got no fucking choice

And furthermore
Furthermore
You're dead!
You're dead!

You're dead!
You're dead!
You're dead!
You're dead!

It's me, White Noise
Me, White Noise
Me, White Noise
Me, White Noise
Me, White Noise





Understand?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Blur's song Me White Noise reflect a stream of consciousness that oscillates between mundane observations, sudden outbursts, and existential questions. The singer seems to be in a state of confusion and frustration, as evidenced by the repeated phrases "move, move, move" and "push, push, push." The constant influx of people in and out of his room is also a source of irritation, although he tries to downplay it by saying "no-one's hurt." He acknowledges the absurdity of his situation, likening it to playing maracas, and even seems to be aware of the surfacy nature of his observations: "That's the way it goes/It's true though, innit?"


However, the song also takes a darker turn towards the end, as the singer alludes to the possibility of violence ("I've got a gun you know, and I'd use it") and expresses a desire for people to just get along ("All I wanna know is how people get in and I want them to get on/But I don't want everyone blowing each other off/If I had a bomb, I wouldn't blow up no-one up"). The repeated refrain of "You're dead!" could be interpreted as a way of highlighting the fleeting, transitory nature of life and the singer's sense of being trapped in a cycle of meaninglessness.


The title of the song, "Me White Noise," seems to refer to the singer's sense of being drowned out or overwhelmed by the cacophony of voices and stimuli around him. White noise is a type of noise that contains all frequencies in equal amounts, and it is often used as a masking sound to drown out other sounds. In this sense, the singer could be seen as a voice struggling to be heard amidst the chaos and confusion of modern life.


Line by Line Meaning

Oi
Attention, listen up


You're a little mug ya little tart
You lack intelligence and show disrespect


No education
Lack of knowledge


Everybody comes in and out the room
People come and go


They're out the room, they're in the room, they're out
People keep moving in and out


That's right, no-one's hurt
No harm done


You know they're not comin' in with a pair of marraccas are they?
No one's coming in making noise


Doin' a fuckin' bit of marracca and stuff
Making a loud, unnecessary racket


Like, you know what I mean
You understand what I'm saying


Don't ya, you know, you know well what I mean
You definitely understand what I'm talking about


But I ain't moaning about it or complaining about it or anything like that
I'm not whining or being negative about the situation


'Cos like that's what it is you know, you know and you kick a football
That's just how things are, like kicking a football


I don't wanna rant and rave, yeah alright, at all, fair enough innit
I'm not going to get worked up about it, fair enough


And like you're going like "Sorry, sorry mate,"
You apologize for no reason


You know you get down now, and you look at the wall
You feel defeated and stare at the wall


And what does the wall say to ya?
The wall doesn't say anything to you


I ain't a mirror, fuck off
The wall won't reflect back your pain, go away


That's the way it goes
Such is life


It's true though innit?
It's a fact, isn't it?


Think about it
Contemplate it


Don't stall man, I've got houses to build
Don't waste time, I have important things to attend to


And then you move, move, move, move
You keep moving forward


And you push, push, push, push
You keep pushing yourself


And you trip over yourself and you think to yourself
You stumble and reflect


Why am I here?
What is the purpose of my existence?


I'm here because I've got no fucking choice
I'm here because I have no other options


And furthermore
Also


You're dead!
You will die


Can we stop now?
Can we end this now?


Please?
Pretty please?


Don't even know you're innocent
Being naive about your own innocence


Mmm
The sound of thinking


'Salright
It's okay


And there's a lot of snides out there
Many people are judgmental


Wanting to have a little pop at your life
Picking on you for no reason


But they're wrong
Their negativity is unfounded


Nah, they're just nasty
They are just mean-spirited people


You know, I've lived all my friggin' life, right, trying to do it right
I've spent my whole life doing things the right way


And like, it's impossible
It's nearly impossible


I've got a gun you know, and I'd use it
I have a firearm and would use it if necessary


I wouldn't, I wouldn't, ah, I wouldn't I can't get it out you know
I wouldn't use it, I can't even retrieve it


What I mean, if I got a gun, I would use it
I would use it if I had access to it


But maybe I would, but maybe I wouldn't
I'm uncertain if I would use it


But this is it man, this ain't America for fuck's sake
This is not America, be reasonable


All I wanna know is how people get in and I want them to get on
I only care about how people succeed


But I don't want everyone blowing each other off
I don't want people fighting or arguing


If I had a bomb, I wouldn't blow up no-one up
I don't want to hurt anyone even if I had the means to


That's the way I feel, you know on the underground train
This is how I feel, even on a crowded train


You get on an underground train
You take public transport


Off you go
You're on your way


Zhoom, you're in Holborn
Suddenly you're in Holborn


Bosh, you're in Covent Garden
Just like that, you're in Covent Garden


Bosh, you get out, everybody's alright
You exit safely, everyone is okay


No-one does that much to each other
People don't usually bother or harm each other


It's me, White Noise
I am a kind of noise with no meaning


Me, White Noise
I am still that noise with no meaning


Me, White Noise
I continue to be that noise with no meaning


Me, White Noise
I'm nothing but meaningless noise


Me, White Noise
I am still that noise with no meaning




Lyrics Ā© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Steven Alexander James, David Rowntree, Damon Albarn, Phil Daniels

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1: Phil Daniels]
Oi
You're a little mug ya little tart
No education
Everybody comes in and out the room
They're out the room, they're in the room, they're out
That's right, no-one's hurt
You know they're not comin' in with a pair of marraccas are they?
Doin' a fuckin' bit of marracca and stuff
Like, you know what I mean
Don't ya, you know, you know well what I mean
But I ain't moaning about it or complaining about it or anything like that
'Cos like that's what it is you know, you know and you kick a football
You kick a football, everybody kicks a football
I don't wanna rant and rave, yeah alright, at all, fair enough innit
Fair enough
And like you're going like "Sorry, sorry mate,"
You know you get down now, and you look at the wall
And what does the wall say to ya?
I ain't a mirror, fuck off
That's the way it goes
It's true though innit?
Think about it
Don't stall man, I've got houses to build

[Chorus: Damon Albarn & Phil Daniels]
And then you move, move, move, move
And you push, push, push, push
And you trip over yourself and you think to yourself
Why am I here?
I'm here because I've got no fucking choice
And furthermore
Furthermore
You're boring! (Boring)
Boring!
You're boring! (Boring)
Boring!
You're boring! (Boring)
Boring!
You're boring! (Boring)
Boring!

[Bridge: Phil Daniels]
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Please?

Don't even know you're innocent
Mmm
'Salright

[Verse 2: Phil Daniels]
And there's a lot of snides out there
Wanting to have a little pop at your life
But they're wrong
Nah, they're just nasty
You know, I've lived all my friggin' life, right, trying to do it right
And like, it's impossible
I've got a gun you know, and I'd use it
I wouldn't, I wouldn't, ah, I wouldn't I can't get it out you know
What I mean, if I got a gun, I would use it
But maybe I would, but maybe I wouldn't
But this is it man, this ain't America for fuck's sake
All I wanna know is how people get in and I want them to get on
But I don't want everyone blowing each other off
If I had a bomb, I wouldn't blow up no-one up
That's the way I feel, you know on the underground train
You get on an underground train
You get on an underground train
Off you go
Zhoom, you're in Holborn
Bosh, you're in Covent Garden
Bosh, you get out, everybody's alright
Everybody's alright
No-one does that much to each other

[Chorus: Damon Albarn & Phil Daniels]
And then you move, move, move, move
And you push, push, push, push
And you trip over yourself and you think to yourself
Why am I here?
I'm here because I've got no fucking choice
And furthermore
Furthermore
You're boring! (Boring)
Boring!
You're boring! (Boring)
Boring!
You're boring! (Boring)
Boring!
You're boring! (Boring)

[Outro: Phil Daniels]
It's me, White Noise
Me, White Noise
Me, White Noise
Me, White Noise
Me, White Noise
Understand?



All comments from YouTube:

@clg3239

It took me 17 years to discover that this absolute banger of a track was on my Think Tank album all along šŸ˜…

@Dr.JeremyDunks

One of the finest tracks on an incredible record and they hid it. I love that.

@crempka

due to a (mal)function of the cd player of the chauffeurs car I drove at the time I thought this is the first track of the album. Wasn't able to play it on other players since...

@nickstrong8247

D A R K L I F E

@k-leb4671

I like to think it's Murdoc talking.

@froggy-traveler

YESSS

@regalternative

I like this song. BECAUSE I'VE GOT NO FAWKING CHOICE

@corncake4677

Great taste in pfp

@rockandrollmachine

Give em a taste of Darklife.

@MichaelKirwan

I love this song, its speaks volumes about what the everyman feels on any given day. I think it was very clever to keep it as a hidden track. If you watch it as a companion piece to the "Out of time' video it captures a time in history very well

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