Bleed for the Artist
Electric Six Lyrics


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Ninety-nine rooms in the Pharaoh's tombs
He was young and hungry king
He spent a lot of time in his room, staring at the moon
And he loved to hear the young girls sing

Remember as you bleed for the artist
He only goes the hardest way
And as you plead for him to start this
You live to hear the artist to say, "I love you!"

So let the criticism start and blow that poison dart
You never disrespect the artist or his art
It's such a tender heart the one that creates the art
Sixty-nine dudes just to get you in the mood

I got some issues with your style, girl
If my desires do intrude this pleasant interlude
I'll probably stay here a little while, girl
And now you bleed for the artist

Though it might not be the smartest play
And as you try to tear apart this
You live to hear the artist say, "I love you!"
So let the nihilism start and read a little Sartre

You never deselect the artist or his art
It's such a wild heart the one that bleeds the art
Descend these scales of hollow chorus dressed girls
Of angels on my heart, statues of males and Christs adorn,
But begs the question "Is this art?"

Hey, bleed for the artist he only goes the hardest way
And as you plead for him to start this
You live to hear the artist say, "That's right!"
So throw your items in the cart and burn the Super Mart
You can never separate the artist from the art
What finally stopped my heart

Where to start?
Where to start?
Where to start?

We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
What finally stopped my heart




What finally stopped my heart
Goo, goo, goo, goo, goo, goo

Overall Meaning

Electric Six's song "Bleed for the Artist" talks about the idea of art and the artist. The Pharaoh's tombs are used as a symbol for the artist's mind, which has many rooms full of ideas waiting to be transformed into art. The young and hungry king who loved to hear the young girls sing represents the artist who can be lost in his own world of creativity. The lyrics urge the audience to bleed for the artist, which means to understand and appreciate the effort and passion that goes behind every piece of art. It also implies that artists put themselves on the line when they create, as they pour out their emotions and thoughts which can, at times, be vulnerable. The artist is often criticized for their work, but the lyrics point out that it's essential to remember they create every piece of work with a wild, tender, and passionate heart. The overall message is that art must be respected, and the true essence of it lies in the emotions and expressions of the artist.


Line by Line Meaning

Ninety-nine rooms in the Pharaoh's tombs
There were 99 rooms in the Pharaoh's tomb.


He was young and hungry king
The Pharaoh was a young and ambitious leader.


He spent a lot of time in his room, staring at the moon
The Pharaoh would often spend time alone in his room, gazing at the moon.


And he loved to hear the young girls sing
The Pharaoh had a fondness for hearing young female singers.


Remember as you bleed for the artist
Keep in mind that as you sacrifice for the artist.


He only goes the hardest way
The artist is determined to take the most difficult path.


And as you plead for him to start this
As you beg the artist to begin.


You live to hear the artist to say, "I love you!"
You desire to hear the artist express their love for you.


So let the criticism start and blow that poison dart
Allow the criticism to commence and let the negative comments fly.


You never disrespect the artist or his art
Don't show contempt for the artist or their work.


It's such a tender heart the one that creates the art
The artist has a sensitive heart, which is used to create artworks.


Sixty-nine dudes just to get you in the mood
It took 69 people to create the right ambiance.


I got some issues with your style, girl
I have some problems with your approach or manner.


If my desires do intrude this pleasant interlude
If my wishes cause a disturbance during this enjoyable time.


I'll probably stay here a little while, girl
I might linger around for a short time.


And now you bleed for the artist
Now you sacrifice for the artist.


Though it might not be the smartest play
Even though it may not be the wisest move.


And as you try to tear apart this
And as you attempt to dismantle this.


You live to hear the artist say, "I love you!"
You crave to hear the artist say they love you.


So let the nihilism start and read a little Sartre
Get ready for some pessimism and read some Jean-Paul Sartre.


You never deselect the artist or his art
Never unselect the artist or their artwork.


It's such a wild heart the one that bleeds the art
The heart that bleeds the art is a passionate one.


Descend these scales of hollow chorus dressed girls
Go down this list of empty, beautiful singers.


Of angels on my heart, statues of males and Christs adorn
My heart is decorated with angelic figures, male statues, and crucifixes.


But begs the question "Is this art?"
However, it makes one wonder whether or not it is actually art.


Hey, bleed for the artist he only goes the hardest way
Come on, sacrifice for the artist who always takes the most challenging path.


And as you plead for him to start this
And as you beg the artist to begin this.


You live to hear the artist say, "That's right!"
You exist to hear the artist acknowledge that you are correct.


So throw your items in the cart and burn the Super Mart
So put your things in the trolley and set the large store on fire.


You can never separate the artist from the art
Never can you divide the artist from their artwork.


What finally stopped my heart
What ultimately made my heart stop beating.


Where to start?
Where should I begin?


We are the young and hungry patrons of the arts
We are avid and ambitious supporters of the arts.


What finally stopped my heart
What ultimately made my heart stop beating.


Goo, goo, goo, goo, goo, goo
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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Christina Marie

remember as you bleed for the artist he only goes the highest way ah--aaa
and as you bleed for him to start this , you live to hear the artist say , i love youu
so let the criticism start, and blow that poison dart.
you never disrespect the artist or his art
it's such a tender heart, the one that creates the art :)
69 dudes just to get you in the mood , I got some issues with your style girl
if my desire's to intrude this pleasant interlude, i'll probably stay here a little while girl
and now you bleed for the artist!, though it might not be the smartest play!
aah--aaa and as you try to tear apart this, you live to hear the artist say, I love you
so let the ?nihilism? start, and ? ???
you never deselect the artist or his art
its such a wild heart , the one that bleeds the art <3
descending scales of ??? angels on my heart, statues of males and ?? ? that begs the question Is This aaaarrt?!?



All comments from YouTube:

JadKni

This is becoming my favorite song on Heartbeats and Brainwaves. I didn't think much of it the first listen but it's growing on me.

Joe Darby

Oh my fuck, this song had me laughing my head off! in a great way that is! These guys are freaking so underated yet musical geniuses haha!

Alpha J-Svr

Best track on the album. <3

Sexy Trash

when he said "googoogoogoo"


i felt that

GalaxyLukaGamer

Great fucking song! ❤️

GalaxyLukaGamer

Grest fucking band!

CommandereON

This is some deep shiznit! \m/

Taylor-Ray

I have not listened to one song by these guys I didn't like.

kmudle

Haha this song ends with someone in the background going "I thought... is that, the end of the song?"

Christina Marie

OMG I JUST WROTE ALL THE FUCKING LYRICS AND IT switched to the next track in my playlist fuck. ok.. :sigh: i got this. 99 rooms in the pharoahs tomb, he was a young and hungry king, he spent a lot of time in his room , staring at the moon & he loved to hear the young girls sing... read replies for lyrics

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