Money Shots
Burning Love Lyrics


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You give, you give me – no suspension of disbelief.
You made a graveyard of the places I cut my teeth.
Young men I think we have been cheated.
These glass-eyed ragdolls don't even try.
Is this it? all traction, no action?
With all the grace of melting candles,
You took 42nd street and nailed it's coffin shut.
Young men I think we have been cheated.
These shaved rubber ragdolls don't even try.
So where's the 4th wall?
Where's the green door, honey?




Honey, where's the lovelight in your eyes?
Welcome to hell - all hole, no glory

Overall Meaning

The song "Money Shots" by Burning Love seems to critique the idea that success comes easy and cheap in the modern world. The first line, "You give, you give me - no suspension of disbelief," suggests that the singer is not willing to accept the reality presented to them without some questioning. He goes on to say that the places where he grew up, the places he learned about life and struggle, are now a graveyard. The verses are addressed to young men, who the singer believes have been cheated. The ragdolls he refers to are glass-eyed and don't seem to be trying at all.


The chorus seems to be a call for more substance and meaning. The singer questions whether there is any action behind all the surface. He compares the grace of the people he sees to melting candles, which suggests a lack of solidity and conviction. They have taken something, the 42nd street, that used to have a lot of meaning and significance and just buried it. The singer again addresses young men, saying they have been cheated by these "shaved rubber ragdolls." The last lines of the chorus seem to suggest that the reality they are facing is one of emptiness and despair, with no hope of glory.


Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on modern life, and how it can feel shallow and meaningless. There is a call for more substance and depth, for people to try harder and aim for something better.


Line by Line Meaning

You give, you give me – no suspension of disbelief.
I don't believe in anything you're saying or doing, there's no element of surprise or wonder.


You made a graveyard of the places I cut my teeth.
You destroyed all the places where I learned and grew up, leaving nothing but ruins behind.


Young men I think we have been cheated.
As young men, we have been deceived and taken advantage of.


These glass-eyed ragdolls don't even try.
These lifeless, unenthusiastic people put no effort into anything they do.


Is this it? all traction, no action?
Is this all there is to it? We're making progress but not really doing anything of substance?


With all the grace of melting candles,
Moving slowly and unsteadily like candles slowly melting away.


You took 42nd street and nailed it's coffin shut.
You destroyed and ruined a once-vibrant and lively place.


These shaved rubber ragdolls don't even try.
These rubbery, unfeeling dolls do not put any effort into anything they do.


So where's the 4th wall?
Where's the boundary or limit between what's happening on stage and what's happening in real life?


Where's the green door, honey?
Where's the entrance to a new, exciting or surprising reality?


Honey, where's the lovelight in your eyes?
What happened to the sparkle or joy you used to have?


Welcome to hell - all hole, no glory
You have entered a terrible, unpleasant situation with no redeeming or positive qualities to it.




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