Heads
Dave Brock And The Agents of Chaos Lyrics
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Have Never been defined
A spirit lies in atrophy
In a state too late to unwind
Trophies on the back shelves
Procreating all our race
Ideas of our fantasies
Collecting every prospect
Running through your tests
With manikin expressions
They end up like the rest
In glass booths they're wired
With needles in their flesh
They're pickled for posterity
And eternally refreshed
So link yourself to others
Talk yourself to sleep
It's all so superficial
No use for you to weep (seven times)
So place your trust in science
For it has come so far
Well, Necromancy lives forever
Preserved within a jar [Repeat: x6]
The lyrics of "Heads" by Dave Brock and The Agents of Chaos delve into the limits of human existence and the obsession with preserving the self beyond limits. The first stanza sets the tone of the song, illustrating how the infinite has never been defined, yet there is a spirit that lies in atrophy, in a state beyond repair. The second stanza talks about the obsession with material accumulation, trophies on the back shelves, procreating all race, and ideas of our fantasies on which all things are based. The third & fourth stanzas describe the act of collecting every prospect, running through your tests, manikin expressions, glass booths, wired with needles in their flesh, pickled for posterity, and eternally refreshed.
The fifth and sixth stanzas challenge the idea of linking oneself with others, talking oneself to sleep, and the superficial nature of it all, making it pointless to weep. The final stanza suggests placing one's trust in science, which has come so far, stating that necromancy lives forever, preserved within a jar. The lyrics of the song suggest that despite our obsession with materiality and science, we are limited, and mortality is out of our control. The song reflects on the state of humanity as one that's fixated with the preservation of life beyond our mortal shelves.
Line by Line Meaning
Limits of the infinite
The boundaries of infinity cannot be defined.
Have never been defined
No one has ever been able to define the limits of infinity.
A spirit lies in atrophy
There is a spirit that is in a state of decline and decay.
In a state too late to unwind
This spirit is in a state past the point of being able to reverse its decline.
Trophies on the back shelves
Accomplishments that have been stored away and forgotten.
Procreating all our race
These accomplishments are passed down to future generations and shape our society.
Ideas of our fantasies
Our dreams and desires shape our ideas for the world.
On which all things are based
These ideas become the foundation upon which society builds.
Collecting every prospect
Going after every opportunity.
Running through your tests
Being evaluated and judged.
With manikin expressions
With a blank or emotionless face.
They end up like the rest
These opportunities end up being the same as all the others.
In glass booths they're wired
People are observed and monitored like lab rats.
With needles in their flesh
Needles are placed in their skin for medical testing or experimentation.
They're pickled for posterity
Their bodies are preserved for future generations.
And eternally refreshed
Their preservation allows them to be forever remembered and relevant.
So link yourself to others
Connect with others.
Talk yourself to sleep
Convince yourself of something to the point of being able to fall asleep.
It's all so superficial
These connections and conversations lack depth and authenticity.
No use for you to weep (seven times)
There's no point in crying or getting emotional, as it won't solve anything or change the superficial nature of these connections.
So place your trust in science
Believe in the power and knowledge of science.
For it has come so far
Science has made great progress over the years.
Well, Necromancy lives forever
The art of bringing the dead back to life will always be remembered.
Preserved within a jar [repeat: x6]
Dead bodies or parts of dead bodies that have been preserved in jars will always be a reminder of the power of science and technology.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: DAVE BROCK, ROGER NEVILLE-NEIL
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