Hit
Brood Herman Lyrics
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In front of the telly
I'm fillin' my belly
With a bottle of wine
Goin' with Kelly
To the cross-country rally
Up to Chez Nelly
Straight down the line
Just say she ain't mine
And I'll beat you to gelly
It's a hit on the head
With a knock of the knuckles
It's a bucket full of tears
And it's a sea full of rain
Goin' down the valley
Tryin' to screw Grace Kelly
Go for her gelly
She's handlin' mine
Sittin' with Sally
Ridin' with Smelly
Fillin' my belly
With a bottle of wine
The lyrics of the song “Hit” by Herman Brood portray a wild and reckless lifestyle where the singer is constantly drinking wine, riding motorcycles, and chasing after women. The first verse describes him sitting with a woman named Nelly, in front of the TV as they drink wine. He then mentions that he’s heading out with a woman called Kelly to participate in a cross-country rally, which ends up taking them to a place called Chez Nelly. The chorus of the song suggests that the singer is not to be doubted, and whoever questions his authority will face consequences in the form of physical altercation.
The second verse depicts him going down the valley, trying to seduce Grace Kelly, while someone else tries to seduce the woman with him. He then sits with a woman named Sally and rides with someone called Smelly. The chorus repeats, reinforcing the singer’s authority and warning others of the consequences if they challenge him. Overall, the song can be seen as a celebration of a hedonistic lifestyle that is free from any restrictions, but it also highlights the dangers and consequences that come with it.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm sittin' with Nelly
I'm sitting next to Nelly.
In front of the telly
We're watching TV together.
I'm fillin' my belly
I'm eating a lot of food.
With a bottle of wine
And drinking wine at the same time.
Goin' with Kelly
I'm going somewhere with Kelly.
To the cross-country rally
We're going to a cross-country car race.
Up to Chez Nelly
We're going up to Nelly's place.
Straight down the line
We're going directly there.
Just say she ain't mine
If you say she's not my girlfriend.
And I'll beat you to gelly
I'll fight you until you submit.
It's a hit on the head
I'll hit you in the head.
With a knock of the knuckles
With a punch of my fist.
It's a bucket full of tears
You'll cry a lot.
And it's a sea full of rain
You'll cry like it's raining heavily.
Goin' down the valley
Now I'm going down a valley.
Tryin' to screw Grace Kelly
I'm trying to have sex with Grace Kelly.
Go for her gelly
I'm trying to seduce her.
She's handlin' mine
She's touching my genitals.
Sittin' with Sally
I'm now sitting next to Sally.
Ridin' with Smelly
I'm now riding with someone named Smelly.
Fillin' my belly
I'm still eating a lot of food.
With a bottle of wine
And still drinking wine.
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Sigtryggur Baldursson, Einar Benediktsson, Bj�rk Gudmundsdottir, Thor Eldon Jonsson, Margret Oernolfsdottir, Bragi Olafsson
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