Gee Whiz
Buck 65 Lyrics


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Tell me what is it is, Gee Whiz, I don't think I know.

Well, believe me I've tried but there's no explaining,
Eyes piled up you look like a painting,
Saintly and sexy, the soft-spoken wind blows,
Uncertain curtains cover broken windows,
In desperate need of a safe haven and inflamed,
I walk around Paris, unshaven and ashamed,
20 odd years since last time I slow danced,
Teenage crisis and the end of romance,

I see myself in the form of a wolf,
Furry, down on all fours and worried,
Uneven colours and the echoes of fly tones
Connections I've lost in a collection of jawbones
Apples and oranges, you decide which,
I'm writing graffiti on suicide bridge
I once knew a woman who was clever and tough
Who said too much make up is never enough
Her eyelids were heavy with words and desire
She lives underwater with the birds and the fire
And it just so happens I'm selling my psyche
If you like love you'll love this, most likely

You and me are meant to be, that's right I love you,
Can't you see, whatever partner you do choose, you have the ability to marry,
6, 7, 8, I'll never hurt you, you know.
Husbands love their wives,
Yeah, love the woman,
Part of me is here with you,
One life, where my heart beats for you,
Well, here we are again,
Here's a couple, treacherous
I'm impatient in relationships in and love
When will you see quand allez-vous me voir

Tell me what is it is, Gee Whiz, I don't think I know.

Bird girl, sorry I'm too sleepy to make
But the sounds of my dreams always keep me awake
Don't wanna scare the birds away so I speak soft
Memories like the shows of Vanessa Beecroft
Her bedroom philosophies are so perplexing
But I think these two wooden legs are so sexy
Cries of sadness, spectacular
You be Rossy de Palma and I'll be your Dracula
Fist is of agony decorate the last room
Shoes by the door, on the floor is your costume
Open the trunk with the car key, the odd way
Love songs, call me the marquee de shad
Lord of the files, you lost me I wonder how
Midnight, meet me at the entrance for the underground
So many questions, but I'm afraid to ask
So I whisper them to apollinaire by Picasso
I touch all the flowers and break the chain
I wish I could fly, but I'd rather take the train
And it just so happens I'm selling my psyche
If you like love you'll love this





You wouldn't tell me what it was because
I don't think you know

Overall Meaning

The song "Gee Whiz" by Buck 65 is a complex and poetic exploration of love, loss, and self-discovery. The lyrics are highly abstract, painting images of surreal landscapes and emotional states that are difficult to pin down. The refrain, "Tell me what it is, Gee Whiz, I don't think I know," is a question that goes unanswered throughout the song, emphasizing the uncertainty and confusion that the singer feels.


The first verse describes a scene of beauty and despair, with eyes "piled up" like a painting and broken windows covered by curtains. The singer is lost and searching for a safe haven, wandering through Paris in search of company. The second verse takes a more surreal turn, with the singer seeing himself as a wolf and struggling to reconnect with lost connections. The image of "writing graffiti on suicide bridge" reinforces a sense of desperation and hopelessness.


The third verse shifts again to more concrete images of love, with the singer expressing his devotion to an unnamed partner. But even here, there is a sense of unease and trepidation, with the singer impatient and unsure if he will ever be truly seen and loved.


Overall, "Gee Whiz" is a deeply introspective and impressionistic song that resists easy interpretation. It's a meditation on the complexities of human emotion and the difficulty of finding meaning in a confusing and unpredictable world.


Line by Line Meaning

Tell me what is it is, Gee Whiz, I don't think I know.
Asking for an explanation of something unknown.


Well, believe me I've tried but there's no explaining,
The singer has attempted to provide an explanation, but it is impossible to do so.


Eyes piled up you look like a painting,
The person being addressed has a striking appearance and resembles a work of art.


Saintly and sexy, the soft-spoken wind blows,
The person being addressed has qualities of purity as well as attractiveness, and there is a gentle breeze present.


Uncertain curtains cover broken windows,
The windows are broken and covered by curtains that aren't able to hide the state of disrepair.


In desperate need of a safe haven and inflamed,
The person being addressed is experiencing pain and desperately needs a safe place to go.


I walk around Paris, unshaven and ashamed,
The singer is in Paris, feeling unkempt and guilty about something.


20 odd years since last time I slow danced,
It's been over 20 years since the artist has participated in a slow dance.


Teenage crisis and the end of romance,
The experience of a teenage crisis and the end of romance has happened.


I see myself in the form of a wolf,
The artist has an internal perception of themselves as a wolf.


Furry, down on all fours and worried,
The wolf form is furry, on all fours, and anxious.


Uneven colours and the echoes of fly tones
The colors are uneven and there's a noise like the buzzing of flies.


Connections I've lost in a collection of jawbones
The singer has lost connections of jawbones or memories that are important.


Apples and oranges, you decide which,
There are options to choose from, and it's up to the person being addressed to have their preference.


I'm writing graffiti on suicide bridge
The singer is writing graffiti on a bridge with a history of being used for suicide.


I once knew a woman who was clever and tough
The artist is thinking of a woman they previously knew who was intelligent and strong-willed.


Who said too much make up is never enough
The woman had an opinion on makeup.


Her eyelids were heavy with words and desire
The woman had deep thoughts and strong wants as evident by her heavy eyelids.


She lives underwater with the birds and the fire
The woman has an unusual way of living, with birds and fire under the water.


And it just so happens I'm selling my psyche
The artist is offering their psyche for sale.


If you like love you'll love this, most likely
If the person being addressed enjoys love they will also enjoy the psyche being sold.


You and me are meant to be, that's right I love you,
The artist has feelings of love for the person being addressed and believes they are meant to be a couple.


Can't you see, whatever partner you do choose, you have the ability to marry,
It doesn't matter who the person being addressed chooses to be with; they have the right to marriage.


6, 7, 8, I'll never hurt you, you know.
The artist won't cause harm to the person being addressed.


Husbands love their wives,
Husbands are supposed to love their wives.


Yeah, love the woman,
Reinforcing the idea of loving women as a husband.


Part of me is here with you,
The singer feels a connection with the person being addressed.


One life, where my heart beats for you,
The artist's heart beats for the person being addressed in this one life they have.


Well, here we are again,
The situation being repeated.


Here's a couple, treacherous
The situation with the couple being addressed is unstable and potentially deceitful.


I'm impatient in relationships in and love
The singer is a restless and impatient person in relationships and love.


When will you see quand allez-vous me voir
The artist is asking when the person being addressed will finally see them or notice them.


Bird girl, sorry I'm too sleepy to make
The artist doesn't have the energy to create something for the person being addressed, who is referred to as bird girl.


But the sounds of my dreams always keep me awake
The artist's dreams are keeping them awake.


Don't wanna scare the birds away so I speak soft
The singer is careful not to scare birds, so they talk in a gentle voice.


Memories like the shows of Vanessa Beecroft
Memories of experiences similar to those of performance artist Vanessa Beecroft.


Her bedroom philosophies are so perplexing
The singer is confused and perplexed by the woman's intimate thoughts and beliefs.


But I think these two wooden legs are so sexy
The singer finds the wooden legs attractive despite their unconventional nature.


Cries of sadness, spectacular
Sadness is happening in a grand or showy way.


You be Rossy de Palma and I'll be your Dracula
The artist and person being addressed will take on specific roles, like the actress Rossy de Palma and her on-screen love interest Dracula.


Fist is of agony decorate the last room
Agony is decorating or filling the artist's final resting place.


Shoes by the door, on the floor is your costume
Shoes are by the entrance and the person being addressed is wearing what could be considered their attire or costume.


Open the trunk with the car key, the odd way
The trunk of the car has to be opened in an unusual or specific way.


Love songs, call me the marquee de shad
The artist identifies as the marquee de shad and enjoys love songs.


Lord of the files, you lost me I wonder how
The person being addressed has lost the artist's interest or attention, and they are surprised or curious about it.


Midnight, meet me at the entrance for the underground
The person being addressed should meet the artist at the entrance of an underground location at midnight.


So many questions, but I'm afraid to ask
The singer has numerous inquiries but is hesitant to ask them.


So I whisper them to apollinaire by Picasso
The artist is whispering their questions or musings to notable artists Apollinaire and Picasso as if they are present.


I touch all the flowers and break the chain
The singer is breaking free and not following a pre-decided path.


I wish I could fly, but I'd rather take the train
The singer would like to have the ability to fly but prefers more practical modes of transportation.




Lyrics © Red Brick Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: CHARLES WISHART AUSTIN, GRAEME ROSS CAMPBELL, NICHOLAS THORBURN, RICHARD TERFRY

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