Prélude
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Once is too much for me
A thousand is never enough
Once is too much for me
A thousand is never enough
Once is too much for me
A thousand is never enough
Once is too much for me
A thousand is never enough
It's never enough

The bees are coming for ya
Coming for ya

It's never enough

Just enough, just enough

We're coming for ya
The bees coming for ya, coming for ya

Now our parents are all dead
The firstborns in their beds
The bees are coming to
Other flowers in your head

And California how your mourn!
With the sickness in your corn
The cold firstborn and
The other flowers in my head

Stick your head into your feet




Stick your feet down in your head
Stick your head into my feet into my blood

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Prelude" by Foals depict the idea of excess and how it can never be enough. The repetition of "Once is too much for me, a thousand is never enough" emphasizes this theme. It's as if the singer is trying to warn against the dangers of overindulgence, yet cannot resist the attraction of it. The bees mentioned in the chorus may symbolize the consequences of such actions, how they swarm and take over, leading to an overwhelming situation.


The second verse takes a dark turn, referencing death and sickness. The line "Other flowers in your head" could imply the idea of delusions or distorted reality. The phrase "Stick your head into your feet" and vice versa portrays the idea of being trapped and stuck, unable to escape the consequences of one's actions. Overall, the lyrics suggest that a life of excess can lead to destruction and chaos.


Line by Line Meaning

Once is too much for me
I can't handle even one instance of this


A thousand is never enough
Even if I had this a thousand times, it wouldn't be enough


It's never enough
This thing can never fully satisfy me


The bees are coming for ya
Trouble or danger is approaching you


Now our parents are all dead
Our authority figures are gone


The firstborns in their beds
The eldest generation has passed away


The bees are coming to Other flowers in your head
The same trouble or danger is spreading to other areas


With the sickness in your corn
There is a problem with your crops


The cold firstborn and The other flowers in my head
The past is affecting me and causing me distress


Stick your head into your feet Stick your feet down in your head Stick your head into my feet into my blood
There seems to be confusion or lack of clarity in communication




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