Song For Shelter
Fatboy Slim Lyrics


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I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
Into this thing
The deeper I go
The more knowledge I know
What to sing
What to bring
Wha
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the rhyme

Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself
Checkin it out I'm not dancin' no more but
Why? why? why? wha

How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones
The one, the ones that say
They know what is what but they don't know what is what
They just strut
What the fuck?

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
Into this thing
And I pretend that they're not there
I just stare
Up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song
Spinnin it strong
Playing things like
We cannot house we can
That's my shit
What?
Whoooooo!

I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper
When people start to disappear
And it's about six o'clock
Whoo I'm feelin' hot
Take off my sweater and my pants
And I start to dance
And all the sweat just goes down my face
And I pretend that there's nobody there but me in this place
I get deep, oh I get deep

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
He takes all the bass out of the song
And all you hear is highs and its like
Oh, shit!
Ahh
I get deeper

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
And the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol
And I get drunk and I oh all over the place
And I catch myself
Right on time
Right on line
With the beat
And its so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet

I get deeper
I get deeper
I get deeper

If the house music was ale
And Doctor love would be my song
And I would only take deep breaths
And fill my lungs with the rhythm or the bass
I get deep

Now it's about three and I see people goin'
Spinnin' jumpin' and grindin'
As if they had wings on their feet
Raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was the DJ himself
Spinnin those funky funky funky house beats

And in this temple we all pray in unity for the same thing
With matic pause without cause
Bass from those high definition speakers
Sitting in the corner on each side of the room
Givin' us the boom boom boom
To our zoom zoom zoom

The smell of a L lit while walking by
But the music gets me high
Saint defy like and old lady in church
We get happy
We stomp our feet
We clap our hands
We shout
We cry
We dance
And we say
Sweet Lord, speak to me
Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me
Because we love house music
And on this planet it brings us together
Like a family reunion every week
We eat
We drink
We laugh
We play
And we skate
So for all you hip hoppers
You do woppers
Name droppers
You bill boppers
Come into our house
To get deep


You guys just keep it rollin'
You gotta just keep it rollin'
(x19)

Sunday, Monday morning (its backwards)





Out under the big bright yellow sun (x40)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Fatboy Slim's song "Song For Shelter" describe the experience of the singer getting lost in the music when they go to the "shelter." The deeper they get into the rhythm and the knowledge they gain from it, the more they are able to connect with the music and let themselves go. The singer becomes frustrated by people who he perceives as fake, who claim to know about the music but are only pretending. However, when the DJ starts to play bass-heavy music, the singer lets go and gets lost in the rhythm. The music takes over and becomes a spiritual experience, a source of unity that brings people together like a family reunion every week.


The lyrics are a celebration of the transformative power of music, particularly house music. The singer describes getting lost in the beat, feeling it in their blood like alcohol, and being transported to a higher state of consciousness where they are free to dance and be themselves. The music becomes a form of worship, a way of connecting with one another and with something larger than themselves.


Overall, "Song for Shelter" is a powerful anthem of the house music scene, capturing the energy, passion, and sense of community that makes it so special.


Line by Line Meaning

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper Into this thing
The singer becomes more engrossed in something and learns more the deeper he goes.


The deeper I go The more knowledge I know
The more involved the singer becomes in something, the more he learns about it.


What to sing What to bring Wha
The singer knows what to contribute and what to say.


Into the rhyme
The singer becomes more attuned to the musical rhythm.


Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself Checkin it out I'm not dancin' no more but Why? why? why? wha
The singer is observing at the shelter and wondering why he's not dancing like he used to.


How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones The one, the ones that say They know what is what but they don't know what is what They just strut What the fuck?
The singer is frustrated with people who pretend to know what they're talking about but actually don't know anything.


And I pretend that they're not there I just stare Up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song Spinnin it strong Playing things like We cannot house we can That's my shit What? Whoooooo!
The singer ignores the fake people and focuses on the music, enjoying the strong beats that the DJ is playing.


When people start to disappear And it's about six o'clock Whoo I'm feelin' hot Take off my sweater and my pants And I start to dance And all the sweat just goes down my face And I pretend that there's nobody there but me in this place I get deep, oh I get deep
As people leave the shelter, the singer feels more comfortable and starts to dance, focusing solely on the music.


He takes all the bass out of the song And all you hear is highs and its like Oh, shit! Ahh I get deeper
The DJ takes the bass out of the song, causing the singer to feel the music even more intensely.


And the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol And I get drunk and I oh all over the place And I catch myself Right on time Right on line With the beat And its so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
The singer feels the music like alcohol and enjoys it thoroughly, dancing in time with the beat.


If the house music was ale And Doctor love would be my song And I would only take deep breaths And fill my lungs with the rhythm or the bass I get deep
The singer compares house music to ale and Dr. Love to his favorite song, fully immersing himself in the music.


Now it's about three and I see people goin' Spinnin' jumpin' and grindin' As if they had wings on their feet Raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was the DJ himself Spinnin those funky funky funky house beats
The singer observes people dancing energetically and describes their movements, as if Jesus were the DJ himself.


And in this temple we all pray in unity for the same thing With matic pause without cause Bass from those high definition speakers Sitting in the corner on each side of the room Givin' us the boom boom boom To our zoom zoom zoom
The singer likens the shelter and its music to a temple where everyone prays together, enjoying the strong bass from the singers.


The smell of a L lit while walking by But the music gets me high Saint defy like and old lady in church We get happy We stomp our feet We clap our hands We shout We cry We dance And we say Sweet Lord, speak to me Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me Because we love house music And on this planet it brings us together Like a family reunion every week We eat We drink We laugh We play And we skate So for all you hip hoppers You do woppers Name droppers You bill boppers Come into our house To get deep
The singer describes the feeling of being intensely connected to the music, just like an old lady in church. House music brings people together like family, and everyone is happy, dancing, and enjoying themselves.


You guys just keep it rollin' You gotta just keep it rollin' (x19)
The singer encourages the DJ and audience to keep the music going and the good times rolling.


Sunday, Monday morning (its backwards)
The singer plays with the words to indicate that the party doesn't stop, even after the weekend ends.


Out under the big bright yellow sun (x40)
The singer finishes the song with a final nod to the joy and energy that house music brings, even outside the club or shelter.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: NORMAN COOK, QUENTIN COOK, ROLAND EATHAN CLARK

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Emily Hardy

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
Into this thing
The deeper I go
The more knowledge I know
What to sing
What to bring

What?
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper,
deeper
Into the vibe
What? High
Chillin' in the corner at the Shelter all by myself
Checkin' it out I'm not dancin' no more but
Why? Why? Why? What?

How on Earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones?
Around the ones that say
They know what is what but they don't know what is what
They just strut
What the fuck?
What?

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
Into this thing
And I pretend that they're not there
I just stare
Up in the booth at the Dreadman spinnin' the song
Spinnin' it strong
Playing things like "when can our House begin?"
That's my shit
What?
Whoooooo!

I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper
When people start to disappear
And it's about six o'clock
Whoo I'm feelin' hot
Take off my sweater and my pants
And I start to dance
And all the sweat just goes down my face
And I pretend that there's nobody there but me in this place
I get deep yo I get deep, what?
Whoo!

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
When he takes all the bass out the song
And all you hear is highs and it's like
"Oh, shit!"
Ahh
I get deep

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
When the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol
And I get drunk and I'm fallin' all over the place
But I catch myself
Right on time
Right on line
With the beat
And it's so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet

I get deep
I get deep
I get deep

Why, if house music was air
Then Doctor Love would be my song
And I would only take deep breaths
And fill my lungs with the rhythm, with the bass
I get deep
I get deep

Now it's about three a.m, I see people goin' pliés
Spinnin', jumpin' and grindin'
As if they had wings on their feet
Raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was a DJ himself
Spinnin' those funky, funky, funky house beats

And in this temple we all pray in unity for the same things
Rhythmatic pause without cause
Bass from those high definition speakers
Sitting in the corner on each side of the room
Givin' us the boom-boom-boom
To our zoom-zoom-zoom

The smell of the L lit while walking by
But the music gets me high
Sanctified like and old lady in church
We get happy
We stomp our feet
We clap our hands
We shout
We cry
We dance
And we say
"Sweet Lord, speak to me
Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me"

Because we love House music
And on this night it brings us together
Like a family reunion every week
We eat
We drink
We laugh
We play
We stink

So for all you hip-hoppers
You doo-woppers
Name-droppers
You pill-poppers
Come into our house
To get deep
What?
To get deep

These guys just keep it rollin'
You gotta just keep it rollin'
(x19)

Sunday, Monday morning (backwards)

Under the big bright yellow sun (x40)



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