The Cage
Elton John Lyrics


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Have you ever lived in a cage
Where you live to be whipped and be tamed
For I've never loved in a cage
Or talked to a friend or just waved

Well I walk while they talk about virtue
Just raised on my back legs and snarled
Watched you kiss your old daddy with passion
And tell dirty jokes as he died

But I'm damned when I really care there
For the cellar's the room in your lives
Where you lace yourself with bad whiskey
And close the cage doors on your life

Well I pray while you bathe in bad water
Sing songs that I learnt as a boy




Then break all the bones in my body
On the bars you can never destroy

Overall Meaning

The Cage by Elton John is a song about confinement and a yearning for freedom. The lyrics vividly express the pain of being trapped, unable to express oneself, and denied the chance to live life to the fullest. The first verse refers to the experience of being caged or held captive, metaphorically or literally, as a means of suppressing one’s spirit. The singer contrasts their own life of freedom and friendship with the captivity they observe in others. The second verse describes a scene of betrayal and degradation as the singer watches someone they care for indulge in vice and debauchery while a loved one passes away. The imagery suggests their soul is trapped in the cage of addiction or grief, unable to find release.


The third verse speaks to the contrast between the singer’s faith in something greater than themselves and the hedonism of those around them. They reflect on the ways in which people use alcohol and other forms of self-abuse to numb their pain and limit their potential. The final lines of the song return to the central metaphor of the cage, expressing the singer’s distress at being trapped in a physical, emotional, or spiritual enclosure. The repetition of the first verse suggests that the cycle of captivity and escape is repeated endlessly, creating a sense of hopelessness and despair.


Line by Line Meaning

Have you ever lived in a cage?
Have you ever felt trapped and unable to live freely?


Where you live to be whipped and be tamed
Where you are controlled and punished for not conforming to expectations imposed on you.


For I've never loved in a cage
I've never experienced a restricted or controlled love.


Or talked to a friend or just waved
I have never been able to communicate or connect with anyone due to restrictions placed upon me.


Well I walk while they talk about virtue
I observe others living their lives according to societal standards and expectations.


Just raised on my back legs and snarled
I rebel and resist against these expectations, expressing my dissatisfaction.


Watched you kiss your old daddy with passion
I observe others expressing intense emotions and connections in their relationships.


And tell dirty jokes as he died
I observe people finding humor even in the darkest moments of life.


I'm damned when I really care there
I feel guilty and punished for caring about people or things that are not accepted or approved by others.


For the cellar's the room in your lives
Others are trapped in their own way, seeking to escape but unable to do so.


Where you lace yourself with bad whiskey
People turn to self-destructive behaviors to cope with their trapped existence.


And close the cage doors on your life
People limit themselves and refuse to see opportunities to escape their confinement.


Well I pray while you bathe in bad water
I seek solace and a higher power while others indulge in destructive behavior.


Sing songs that I learnt as a boy
I cling to the purity and innocence of my childhood experiences to comfort myself.


Then break all the bones in my body
I am willing to suffer physically to escape my confinement and limitations.


On the bars you can never destroy
I will struggle and resist until I am free, even if the obstacles seem insurmountable.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BERNIE TAUPIN, ELTON JOHN

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Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

not like todays crap

Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

Even at 56 years old, this music still sounds so good to me, how music should sound.....

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