This We Celebrate
Gaza Lyrics


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To prepare the ground, to plant the seeds.
So many of us will never know the labor and the grit.
And I'm not afraid of our efficiency
And I understand we have invented ourselves out of a job.
And I imagine like anything else our cycle has come around.
An old womb. Our soil is used.
The noble thing would be to plow it under.
So we can look forward to socio-economical mass graves.
This we celebrate and holiday.




We can attest, native bones make the best fertilizer.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Gaza's "This We Celebrate" is a commentary on the devaluation of human labor in the modern world. The opening lines "To prepare the ground, to plant the seeds" point towards the hard work that laborers do to create something of value. However, the lyrics then go on to say that "So many of us will never know the labor and the grit" implying that the true value and effort put in by these laborers is often ignored or dismissed in our modern times.


The line "And I'm not afraid of our efficiency" embodies the sentiment that the pursuit of efficiency and productivity has led to the dehumanization of the labor force. The following line "And I understand we have invented ourselves out of a job" points towards the advancements in technology that have made many jobs redundant.


The lyrics go on to suggest that the current cycle of innovation has come to an end, and it is time to "plow under" the old ways and start anew. The final lines of the song "We can attest, native bones make the best fertilizer" is a particularly poignant commentary on the disregard for the value of life and labor in a profit-driven world.


Line by Line Meaning

To prepare the ground, to plant the seeds.
We are laying the groundwork and planting the seeds for a destructive plan.


So many of us will never know the labor and the grit.
Many people are oblivious to the hard work and determination required for our scheme to succeed.


And I'm not afraid of our efficiency
I am unfazed by how effective and streamlined our methods are.


And I understand we have invented ourselves out of a job.
I acknowledge that our actions have made our previous role obsolete.


And I imagine like anything else our cycle has come around.
I envision a recurring pattern in which our actions will ultimately lead to destruction and chaos.


An old womb. Our soil is used.
Our resources and surroundings are worn out and depleted.


The noble thing would be to plow it under.
The honorable choice would be to abandon this area and start anew elsewhere.


So we can look forward to socio-economical mass graves.
We anticipate widespread death and financial ruin as a result of our actions.


This we celebrate and holiday.
We take pleasure in and commemorate our disastrous accomplishments.


We can attest, native bones make the best fertilizer.
We have discovered that the remains of the land's original inhabitants are the most effective soil additive.




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