Future Home Of Stucco Monstrosity
Drive Like Jehu Lyrics


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Gotta couch, got the sniffles, saw a doctor, got a match, got a hammer, got
A nail, gotta caskett, got a match, got a green card, got a hassle, took a
Beatin' got a match, hey man, gotta match? - Tell yer ma, tell yer pa, our
Loves gonna grow, it's a govt. building and the hatchet job I know, every
Single cinderblock they all gonna blow, tell your ma tell your pa our
Love's gonna grow. etc...




Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Drive Like Jehu's song Future_Home_Of_Stucco express a sense of urgency and unpredictability. The song starts listing everyday objects such as a couch, a match, and a hammer, which eventually escalates to a casket, and a green card. The repeated phrase "got a match" could symbolize the desire to start a fire or destroy something. The chorus "tell your ma, tell your pa, our love's gonna grow" adds an element of the unexpected and the chaotic. The last line "every single cinderblock they all gonna blow" adds even more intensity to the song, suggesting that something explosive is about to happen.


One way to interpret these lyrics is that the song is about the feeling of being trapped in the mundane and wanting to break free. The repeated phrase "got a match" could represent the desire to start something new and different. The line "our love's gonna grow" could also be interpreted as an expression of hope for something better, despite the chaos and destruction that surrounds it.


Line by Line Meaning

Gotta couch, got the sniffles, saw a doctor, got a match, got a hammer, got A nail, gotta caskett, got a match, got a green card, got a hassle, took a Beatin' got a match, hey man, gotta match?
I have a couch, I am sick, I went to the doctor and got medicine, I have a match, I have a hammer and nail, I have a coffin, I have a match again, I have a green card but had to deal with some difficulties and even got beaten up. Do you have a match?


Tell yer ma, tell yer pa, our Loves gonna grow, it's a govt. building and the hatchet job I know, every Single cinderblock they all gonna blow, tell your ma tell your pa our Love's gonna grow.
Let your parents know that our love will continue to flourish. We plan to destroy a government building using a hatchet and dynamite. We will demolish each and every cinderblock in the building. Tell your parents that our love will thrive despite our illegal plans.




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Andrew Clark

This is faster than I remember it... And things were hella fast back then.