Rebel Yell
Emil Bulls Lyrics


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Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumping on the floor
She said, come on baby, I got a license for love
And if it expires, pray help from above
Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
More, more, more

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But, when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed
What sets you free and brought you to me, babe
What sets you free, I need you hear by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long, it don't mess up his hair

I walked the ward with you, babe
A thousand miles with you
I dried your tears of pain, babe
A million times for you

I'd sell my soul for you, babe
For money to burn for you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Just to, just to, just to, just to to have you here by me

Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more
More, more, more

Oh yeah little baby
She want more
More, more, more, more, more

Oh yeah little angel




She want more
More, more, more, more, more

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Emil Bulls' song "Rebel Yell" convey a story of passion and desire. The singer describes a night where a dancer, symbolizing freedom and liberation, comes to their door. The angelic figure exclaims that they have a "license for love," indicating their power to express and explore their desires. However, they also acknowledge that this license for love can expire, indicating the potential consequences of pursuing passion recklessly. The "midnight hour" serves as a metaphor for moments of intense craving and longing, as the dancer pleads for more with a rebellious yell.


The lyrics also allude to a deeper connection between the two individuals. The singer reveals that the dancer does not tolerate slavery and does not submit to begging, suggesting a strong sense of independence and self-worth. However, when the singer is tired and lonely, the dancer provides comfort and solace. This juxtaposition illustrates the complexity of their relationship, where freedom and vulnerability coexist. The singer questions what brings the dancer to them and emphasizes the importance of their presence, implying a profound emotional bond.


The final verses introduce a different character, described as someone who lives in their own heaven and collects it from a convenience store. This character seems to prioritize their appearance and personal satisfaction over other aspects of life. The lyrics suggest that this person may not be fully committed to the same depth of passion and sacrifice as the singer. Despite this, the singer expresses unwavering dedication, having walked a thousand miles, dried tears of pain, and willing to sell their soul for the object of their desire.


The repetition of the phrase "more, more, more" throughout the song reinforces the insatiable longing and craving for love and connection. It amplifies the urgency and intensity of the emotions being expressed. Overall, "Rebel Yell" explores themes of desire, freedom, vulnerability, and the lengths one is willing to go for love.


Line by Line Meaning

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night, a small, captivating performer arrived at my doorstep


Last night a little angel came pumping on the floor
Last night, a heavenly being arrived energetically on the dance floor


She said, come on baby, I got a license for love
She expressed, come with me, darling, I possess a permit for love


And if it expires, pray help from above
And if it becomes invalid, let us seek assistance from a higher power


In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
During the late hours of the night, she passionately requested an increase


With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more
With a defiant shout, she fervently pleaded for more


She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
She detests being controlled, she refuses to be submissive


But, when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed
However, when I am fatigued and feeling alone, she accompanies me to rest


What sets you free and brought you to me, babe
What liberates you and guided you to my side, my dear


What sets you free, I need you hear by me
What emancipates you, I require your presence beside me


He lives in his own heaven
He resides within his own personal paradise


Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Acquires it conveniently from the convenience store


Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Indeed, he remains outside all night to earn some money


Just so long, just so long, it don't mess up his hair
As long as it doesn't dishevel his hair, everything is fine


I walked the ward with you, babe
I accompanied you through difficult times, my dear


A thousand miles with you
An extensive journey together, spanning a thousand miles


I dried your tears of pain, babe
I wiped away your tears of suffering, my dear


A million times for you
Countless occasions, I alleviated your sorrows


I'd sell my soul for you, babe
I would sacrifice my very existence for you, my dear


For money to burn for you
To possess a vast wealth exclusively for your pleasure


I'd give you all, and have none, babe
I would surrender everything, even if it left me empty-handed, my dear


Just to, just to, just to, just to to have you here by me
Merely to, solely to, exclusively to, simply to, have you present beside me


Oh yeah little baby
Oh yes, my dear little one


She want more
She desires additional things


Oh yeah little angel
Oh yes, my dear heavenly being


She want more
She craves for more things


More, more, more, more, more
An abundance, an excess, an overflow, a surplus, an additional amount




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Written by: Billy Idol, Steve Stevens

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