The songs of Femme Fatality are dark in melody and focused on themes of misdeeds and wrongdoing. Femme Fatality's instrumentation is based heavily around the tonality of analog synthesizers. Mongeau and Palermo hand craft their own unique synth patches, never resorting to factory presets. Distorted guitars and acoustic drums are used for texturing (although sparingly).
Femme Fatality is authority when it comes to creating spectacle in underground rock venues. Their relentless stage presence, tailored light show and 5 piece live band raise the pulse of their shadowy melodies. The current live line-up consists of Brady Leffler (synth), Jeff Meyer (guitar), Shane Mongeau (synth/vocals), Bradley M Palermo (vocals/synth), and Andrew Roberts (drums).
Bullet Train
Femme Fatality Lyrics
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Droppin' melodies just like my 58's.
If I was more concerned, I'd set the record straight,
Let 'em go ahead and think I only fuck with jailbait.
Live a little faster out here on the interstate,
No blow, no show. Baby no debate.
Heart rate, birth rate, now they've all been raised.
Don't get delusional girl, I'm not your soul mate.
Carbon copy entertainers, I'm not impressed,
Sometimes I think I'm only here
To put this tradgedy to rest.
Don't worry 'bout open containers, I'll drink the rest.
It's gonna be a long drive back to the midwest.
Sayin:
Fuck the cliches, I'm gonna change the face,
Hang the critic, fuck the DJ if he doesn't give us plays.
All the money that I'm makin', yeah, I spend it on the 'caine.
And if you're really that disgusted, why you still sayin' my name?
These are the floors I sleep on, this is the ringin' in my ears,
These precious things I pray on.
Just get your creep on, and I'ma keep on.
(And I'ma keep it all on.)
This ain't a throwback, in case you didn't know.
I'm not the type to play pathetic on the microphone.
Make up your mind son. You want original?
Get to movin' for me, or just go back to your radio.
It's a lot more than makeup and wearing black
Stage shows, scene girls and shootin' smack.
Fuck electro, you can have it back.
I'm on to this new shit
That they don't even have a name for yet.
It's like a bullet train to my brain
(Right, right, right, right)
With all these people sayin' what they're sayin'
(right, right, right, right)
It's like a bullet put straight through my brain.
You are my questionable clientèle from hell.
It's like a bullet train to my vein.
(right, right)
(come on now, come on now)
The lyrics to Femme Fatality's song Bullet Train describe the life of a disillusioned musician who is tired of the cliches and fakeness of the entertainment industry. The opening line "I'm in an altered state, and always worth the wait" suggests that the singer is under the influence of drugs or alcohol, and possibly performing on stage. They drop melodies "just like my 58's" – referring to a vintage guitar model – which implies they are a skilled musician.
The singer is aware of the rumors and assumptions that people make about them – that "I only fuck with jailbait" (meaning they only have relationships with underage girls) – but is not concerned with setting the record straight. They live fast and dangerously, with no blow (cocaine), no show. The line "Heart rate, birth rate, now they've all been raised" could refer to the adrenaline rush of performing on stage, but also suggests a disregard for consequences, as if the singer doesn't care if they get an STD or impregnate someone.
The chorus of the song is both a metaphor and a literal statement. The line "It's like a bullet train to my brain" describes the intensity of the music and the emotions it evokes, but it also references drug use and addiction. The singer is aware of the risks and side effects of their lifestyle, but they feel trapped and compelled to continue. The line "You are my questionable clientèle from hell" refers to the fans who enable and support the musician, but who may also contribute to their downward spiral.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm in an altered state, and always worth the wait.
I am not sober and I take time for myself to get ready.
Droppin' melodies just like my 58's.
I create new songs just like how I go through vinyl records.
If I was more concerned, I'd set the record straight, Let 'em go ahead and think I only fuck with jailbait.
I do not want to correct people who think negatively about me as long as they continue to support me.
Live a little faster out here on the interstate, No blow, no show. Baby no debate.
I live a fast life, and I won't hesitate to cancel if I don't get what I want.
Heart rate, birth rate, now they've all been raised. Don't get delusional girl, I'm not your soul mate.
I raise the energy in crowds, and I'm not interested in having a romantic relationship with anyone.
Carbon copy entertainers, I'm not impressed, Sometimes I think I'm only here To put this tradgedy to rest.
I am not impressed by others who copy my style, and I feel like it's my responsibility to make a change.
Don't worry 'bout open containers, I'll drink the rest. It's gonna be a long drive back to the midwest.
Do not worry about finishing the booze because I will do it. The drive back home will take a while.
Sayin: Fuck the cliches, I'm gonna change the face, Hang the critic, fuck the DJ if he doesn't give us plays.
I don't follow typical trends, and I'm going to change the scene. I don't care about negative opinions from critics or not getting airplay.
All the money that I'm makin', yeah, I spend it on the 'caine. And if you're really that disgusted, why you still sayin' my name?
I spend all of the money I earn on cocaine. If you dislike me so much, why do you keep mentioning me?
These are the floors I sleep on, this is the ringin' in my ears, These precious things I pray on. Just get your creep on, and I'ma keep on. (And I'ma keep it all on.)
I sleep on floors, my ears are constantly ringing, and I rely on certain things to get me through. Do what you need to do, and I will continue to do what I do. (And I'll keep everything to myself.)
This ain't a throwback, in case you didn't know. I'm not the type to play pathetic on the microphone.
This is not just retro, in case you were wondering. I won't sing or rap in a weak or inferior manner.
Make up your mind son. You want original? Get to movin' for me, or just go back to your radio.
Decide if you want something new. If you do, then show your support through action. Otherwise, listen to the radio.
It's a lot more than makeup and wearing black Stage shows, scene girls and shootin' smack.
My image involves more than just makeup and clothes. It includes my concerts, my female fans, and my drug use.
Fuck electro, you can have it back. I'm on to this new shit That they don't even have a name for yet.
I don't like electro music, and I prefer the new, trendy music that does not yet have a name.
It's like a bullet train to my brain (Right, right, right, right) With all these people sayin' what they're sayin' (Right, right, right, right) It's like a bullet put straight through my brain. You are my questionable clientèle from hell.
The influence I have on people is rapid, and the negative comments people make about me are hurtful. You are the audience who is difficult to understand.
It's like a bullet train to my vein. (Right, right)
Similar to a bullet train to my brain, quick and powerful, my adrenaline rushes through my veins.
(come on now, come on now)
This is an invitation to everybody to get excited or involved.
Contributed by Sebastian O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.