Scream Like A Baby
David Bowie Lyrics


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Well I wouldn't buy no merchandise
And I wouldn't go to war
And I mixed with other colors
But the nurse doesn't care
And I hide under blankets
Or did I run away?
I really can't remember
Last time I saw the light of day

But I remember Sam 'cause he was like me

Scream like a baby
Sam was a gun
And I never knew his last name
And we never had no fun

Well, they came down hard on the faggots
And they came down hard on the street
They came down harder on Sam
And they all knew he was beat
He was thrown into the wagon
Blindfolded, chains, and they stomped on us
And took away our clothes and things
And pumped us full of strange drugs
And oh, I saw Sam falling
Spitting in their eyes
But now I lay me down to sleep
And now I close my eyes
Now I'm learning to be a part of socie-soc-soci-tsociety

Scream like a baby
Sam was a gun
And I never knew his last name
And we never had no fun

No athletic program, no discipline, no book
He just sat in the backseat swearing he'd seek revenge
But he jumped into the furnace singing old songs we loved

Scream like a baby
Sam was a gun
And I never knew his last name
And we never had no fun

Scream like a baby
Sam was a gun




And I never knew his last name
And we never had no fun

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to David Bowie's "Scream Like A Baby" are bleak and somewhat cryptic, but they convey a powerful message about the harsh realities of oppression and police brutality. The singer of the song appears to be someone who has been stripped of their identity and freedom - they talk about hiding under blankets or running away, and then being taken into police custody and subjected to various abuses. The repeated refrain of "Scream like a baby" seems to be an invitation or command for the singer (and perhaps the listener) to give voice to their pain and anger, even in the face of overwhelming oppression.


One of the most poignant moments in the song is when the singer recalls a fellow prisoner named Sam, who was like them in some way (it's never specified whether they were both queer or both people of color, for example). Sam is described as a gun, which could mean any number of things - perhaps he was a symbol of resistance, a source of protection, or simply a kindred spirit. Regardless, the fact that the singer never knew Sam's last name and that they "never had no fun" together speaks to the profound isolation and disconnection that can come with living in a hostile society.


The final lines of the song are a bit enigmatic - the singer seems to be describing their own transformation from a victim into a member of society, but it's unclear whether this is a positive or negative change. The stuttered repetition of "society" gives the impression that the word itself is difficult to say or swallow, and the phrase "learning to be a part of" suggests that the process is ongoing and uncertain. Ultimately, "Scream Like A Baby" is a haunting reflection on the ways in which violence and oppression can strip us of our humanity and our sense of belonging.


Line by Line Meaning

Well I wouldn't buy no merchandise
I didn't want to be part of the consumerist culture


And I wouldn't go to war
I didn't want to participate in war or violence


And I mixed with other colors
I didn't see color or race as a barrier to interacting with others


But the nurse doesn't care
The authority figures in my life didn't care about my struggles


And I hide under blankets, Or did I run away?
I'm not sure if I was hiding from my problems or actively trying to escape them


I really can't remember, Last time I saw the light of day
I've been trapped in my own emotions for so long that I can't remember what it feels like to be free


But I remember Sam 'cause he was like me
Sam was someone I related to and identified with


Scream like a baby, Sam was a gun
We were both helpless and at the mercy of a violent system


And I never knew his last name, And we never had no fun
We never got to know each other beyond our shared experience of oppression and violence


Well, they came down hard on the faggots, And they came down hard on the street
The authorities were cruel and violent towards marginalized groups


They came down harder on Sam, And they all knew he was beat
Sam was targeted and abused because he was vulnerable and unable to defend himself


He was thrown into the wagon, Blindfolded, chains, and they stomped on us, And took away our clothes and things, And pumped us full of strange drugs
We were treated like animals and stripped of our dignity and humanity


And oh, I saw Sam falling, Spitting in their eyes
Sam fought back against his oppressors and refused to be silenced


But now I lay me down to sleep, And now I close my eyes, Now I'm learning to be a part of socie-soc-soci-tsociety
I've been broken by the system and forced into submission


No athletic program, no discipline, no book, He just sat in the backseat swearing he'd seek revenge, But he jumped into the furnace singing old songs we loved
Sam didn't have the same opportunities as others, and felt powerless except for his desire for revenge. In the end, he chose to go out on his own terms, with dignity and defiance.


Scream like a baby, Sam was a gun, And I never knew his last name, And we never had no fun
The violence and injustice we faced prevented us from truly living life and enjoying ourselves




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DAVID BOWIE

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