Nightshop
Fugazi Lyrics


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Fuck your fucked directives
God, I want a new invective
Custom built to form-fit you
Say it to your face

If I get to choose
I'll take something real
The fight to feel

While your next meal is calling
Loosely trademarked as the best fucking thing
You've had inside your mouth
All comet-cleaned and scrubbed down
Landscaping for a ghost town

While that deficient platform for your head
Causing you to mistake yourself for dead and all that you would issue
Is Capital's incontinence casing you embarrassment?
The wet spot on the carpet that you leave
As the reminder that you need

Of all that it did to you
Adjusting your reception
A welcome self-correction
Make it quick, make it soon
Make it something I can do all by myself

'Cause there's a brain inside it
There's a brain inside the brain deciding
Time to make or break
Find me somewhere else
Time to make or break
How about it?

I've got no patience
No way stationed
Hanging at the nightshop eating shit

Who works for who?
Every asshole says
Side-saluting emptiness instead

But, if I get to choose
I'll take something real

Who works for who?
Who you working for?




Who works for who?
Who you working for?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Fugazi's song Nightshop are charged with anger and deliver a scathing critique of a society that is consumed by consumerism and offers little hope or meaning for its citizens. The first verse takes on the directives of society and calls for a new invective that is tailored to fit the individual rather than the mass. The lyrics ask for something real and meaningful, the fight to feel, as opposed to the empty promises of the capitalist system. The second verse speaks to the emptiness of consumer culture with its loosely trademarked foods and the notion that the crass materialism that defines our world is nothing more than a landscaping of a ghost town. The powerful imagery of the deficient platform for the head and the reminder of the wet spot on the carpet drives home the point that this world is not offering any hope or meaning to individuals who are struggling for purpose and fulfillment.


The third verse is a call for change, a demand for a self-correction that is quick and soon, and that the individual can do all by themselves. The juxtaposition of the brain inside the brain and the time to make or break speaks volumes about the power of the individual to make changes in their own lives and the world around them. The final verse asks who works for whom and makes the point that every asshole is side-saluting emptiness, rather than creating real meaning and purpose. The lyrics of Nightshop are a call to arms for the dispossessed and the disenfranchised, a clarion call to take hold of their lives and create something new and real.


Line by Line Meaning

Fuck your fucked directives
I reject your outdated ideas and arbitrary rules


God, I want a new invective
I wish for a fresh, unique way to express my anger


Custom built to form-fit you
My words will be specifically crafted for you


Say it to your face
I will directly confront you with my opinion


If I get to choose
Given the option


I'll take something real
I prefer authenticity over superficiality


The fight to feel
I struggle to maintain emotional authenticity in a phony world


While your next meal is calling
You are distracted by trivial things


Loosely trademarked as the best fucking thing
You are easily fooled by deceptive marketing


You've had inside your mouth
You have consumed something that is ultimately meaningless


All comet-cleaned and scrubbed down
The things you cling to are superficial and sanitized


Landscaping for a ghost town
You are wasting your time and resources on things that ultimately don't matter


While that deficient platform for your head
Your mind is trapped in shallow and empty thinking


Causing you to mistake yourself for dead and all that you would issue
Your apathy and lack of meaningful action is causing you to become stagnant and unproductive


Is Capital's incontinence casing you embarrassment?
The failings of capitalism are causing you shame


The wet spot on the carpet that you leave
Your mistakes and shortcomings are obvious and cannot be ignored


As the reminder that you need
You should take responsibility for your actions and strive for improvement


Of all that it did to you
You must acknowledge the consequences of your actions


Adjusting your reception
You need to alter your mindset


A welcome self-correction
It is healthy to admit and fix your mistakes


Make it quick, make it soon
I want immediate change


Make it something I can do all by myself
I want to personally take action and not rely on others


'Cause there's a brain inside it
There is intelligence within me


There's a brain inside the brain deciding
My mind is actively making choices and analyzing options


Time to make or break
It is a critical moment of decision


Find me somewhere else
I want to escape from my current situation


I've got no patience
I am frustrated and unwilling to wait


No way stationed
I am not content with my current status or situation


Hanging at the nightshop eating shit
I am idly wasting time


Who works for who?
Who has the real power and control?


Every asshole says
Every pretentious and arrogant person claims


Side-saluting emptiness instead
They are acknowledging meaningless and superficial things instead of addressing real issues


Who you working for?
Are you truly in control of your own fate?


Who works for who?
Who is really causing change and making things happen?




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