They've recorded two albums and one EP under the Electric President moniker, all available under the German imprint Morr Music, with a third to be released in early 2010 on Fake Four Inc. They've had songs on television and in various short films. They both came from DIY ideas of making music, and as such record all their music in a tool shed and a bedroom with a handful of recording gear. Apparently, this gives them cred.
They hope to one day be incredibly rich from their music so they can buy an airplane and set it on fire without ever using it. To burn that sucker simply because they can, and to stand by and drink expensive wine and laugh manically until it explodes.
Elegant Disasters
Electric President Lyrics
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I'm the intermittent headaches
I'm the dirt running deep beneath your fingernails that can't be scrubbed
I'm the part you've kept hidden, I'm the stain on your name
I'm the opposite of conscience
I'm the needle in your side, I'm regret, I'm the dread, I'm the shame
I got tricked, made out to follow
All you look the same
Oh, collecting rain beneath your shoulders
Come be my blood, be my brother
Everyone knows you're just like me
You're deaf, that's all
Caught you up in spotlight
Caught you lost and tongue tied
Now we know what you look like
Now we know your hands are crooked
Try to walk so upright
Oh, you've come to pick a fight?
Now we know what you look like
We know your facade is cracking
Burning eyes and mouths of splinters
Cast their stones and drown the sinners
All you look the same
We could all make such good friends
Yeah, we're all just such elegant disasters
And though your heart never beat like mine
I can come and fill the gaps if you want me to
And we may never be as bright as them
But we'll never have to sink the way they do
We're no names
Somewhere out there things are in line
Somewhere out there we're all just fine
The lyrics of Electric President's song Elegant Disasters convey a sense of existential angst and inner turmoil. The verses describe the singer as the embodiment of guilt, regret, shame, and insecurity, as they paint a picture of a person who feels burdened by their own flaws and unable to shake them off. The metaphor of the crutch and the needle highlight the idea of dependence and addiction, while the image of the dirt beneath the fingernails symbolizes the inability to get rid of something that has become ingrained within oneself. The chorus shifts the focus to the listener, as the singer seeks their kinship and understanding, acknowledging that everyone is flawed and broken in their own way. The final lines of the song offer a glimmer of hope, hinting at a possibility of redemption and acceptance, even if it may not be easy or conventional.
Overall, Elegant Disasters is a poignant and introspective song that resonates with those who have struggled with self-doubt and identity, capturing the universal experience of feeling lost or misunderstood in a world that values conformity and perfection.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm the crutch, I'm the words on the back of your tongue
I am the support you need, the words that you know but can not speak out loud.
I'm the intermittent headaches
I am the pain that comes and goes, appearing at unexpected times.
I'm the dirt running deep beneath your fingernails that can't be scrubbed
I am the grime that is ingrained in your soul, impossible to wash away.
I'm the part you've kept hidden, I'm the stain on your name
I am the secret that you have been hiding, the mark on your reputation that can't be erased.
I'm the opposite of conscience
I am the voice that tells you to do wrong, contrary to your moral compass.
I'm the needle in your side, I'm regret, I'm the dread, I'm the shame
I am the pain you have to bear, the remorse you feel, the fear that keeps you up at night, and the humiliation you can't escape.
I got tricked, made out to follow
I was deceived, manipulated into doing someone else's bidding.
Chest is empty, cold and hollow
My heart is void of emotions, lacking in warmth and humanity.
All you look the same
You are all alike, indistinguishable from one another.
Oh, collecting rain beneath your shoulders
You are carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders, like raindrops gathering until the burden is too heavy to bear.
Come be my blood, be my brother
Join me, let us be united like family, with the same blood flowing through our veins.
Everyone knows you're just like me
We are all identical, with no unique identity or originality.
You're deaf, that's all
You are not listening, you are ignoring me and my message.
Caught you up in spotlight
You have been exposed, placed under the bright glare of scrutiny.
Caught you lost and tongue tied
You are disoriented, confused, unable to express yourself.
Now we know what you look like
You have been revealed, stripped of your mask and true nature shown.
Now we know your hands are crooked
We see that you are dishonest, your actions are manipulative and deceitful.
Try to walk so upright
You attempt to appear righteous, to seem honest and honourable.
Oh, you've come to pick a fight?
Challenging me, are you? Looking for a conflict or a confrontation?
We know your facade is cracking
Your pretense is falling apart, unraveling like a poorly made garment.
Burning eyes and mouths of splinters
Your gaze and your words are painful, causing harm like shards of wood in the mouth.
Cast their stones and drown the sinners
The judgmental crowd throws condemning accusations, drowning out the voice of those who have made mistakes.
We could all make such good friends
We share a common bond, and could be close companions.
Yeah, we're all just such elegant disasters
We all have our flaws and imperfections, despite external appearances.
And though your heart never beat like mine
Our experiences may be different, we do not share the same feelings or emotions.
I can come and fill the gaps if you want me to
I offer to complete you, to provide what you are missing or lacking.
And we may never be as bright as them
We may not be as polished or successful as others.
But we'll never have to sink the way they do
We won't fall to their levels of wrongdoings or mistakes.
We're no names
We are unknown and forgotten, without recognition or fame.
Somewhere out there things are in line
Out in the world, everything is in its place, working as it should.
Somewhere out there we're all just fine
Out in the world, we are content and at peace with ourselves.
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: ALEXANDER KANE, BENJAMIN COOPER
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