Lockdown
Fugazi Lyrics


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Blood on the pedals
Blood on the grips
Steel-leveled, chest-level
Smear my lips
Let them slip into a smile
Because now after awhile
It's all we're seen to do
'Cause the business is as business does
Trash is trash until it's sealed

From above and left on to the corner of your mind to disappear
Lockdown the remains
Machine works best when the machine's not shy
Trash is trash but trash from cash must divide. Body bent, body doubled
Dismissed by time a five to nine




Will serve the nine to five
Lockdown the remains

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Fugazi's song Lockdown describe the harsh realities of capitalism and the dehumanizing effects it can have on individuals. The repeated phrase "trash is trash" highlights society's tendency to value people based on their monetary worth, rather than their inherent humanity. The imagery of blood on the pedals and grips of a machine suggests the physical toll that working in such a system can take on a person, while the line "machine works best when the machine's not shy" speaks to the pressure to perform and produce in a capitalist society.


The chorus "lockdown the remains" reflects the idea that people are reduced to their productivity and output, even in death. The final lines "body bent, body doubled / dismissed by time a five to nine / will serve the nine to five" highlight the cycle of working tirelessly for a system that only sees people as disposable resources. The song's title, Lockdown, can be interpreted as a metaphor for this idea of being trapped and restricted by the confines of capitalist society.


Overall, the lyrics to Lockdown paint a bleak picture of a system that values profit over people, and serves as a critique of the dehumanizing effects of capitalism.


Line by Line Meaning

Blood on the pedals
The pedals are stained with blood, likely from violence or an accident.


Blood on the grips
The grips of the handlebars or some other tool are also stained with blood.


Steel-leveled, chest-level
A weapon has been leveled at chest height, suggesting the possibility of a deadly conflict.


Smear my lips
The blood on the grips was transferred to the artist's lips which creates an unsettling image.


Let them slip into a smile
Despite the macabre imagery, the artist is amused by the situation.


Because now after awhile
The singer has become desensitized to the violence.


It's all we're seen to do
Violence and aggression have become normalized in this environment.


'Cause the business is as business does
The root cause of the violence is the profit-driven nature of business.


Trash is trash until it's sealed
For those in power, the value of something is determined solely by its ability to generate profit.


From above and left on to the corner of your mind to disappear
The violence is removed from view and forgotten, but its effects linger in the subconscious.


Lockdown the remains
The violence is contained and sanitized to prevent public exposure.


Machine works best when the machine's not shy
The profit-making system works best when it operates unimpeded by moral or ethical concerns.


Trash is trash but trash from cash must divide.
The poorest and most vulnerable members of society suffer disproportionately under the profit-driven system.


Body bent, body doubled
Physical labor causes pain and strain.


Dismissed by time a five to nine
Workers are treated as expendable and replaceable by management.


Will serve the nine to five
Workers are expected to languish in low-paying, dead-end jobs with no avenues of advancement.


Lockdown the remains
Once again the system seeks to hide and forget the negative consequences of its actions.




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