Cocoa Hooves
Glass Animals Lyrics


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This old goat with beard of Grey
He turns his leather gripped cane
Those times you clapped and called for quiet
They've come to hold you, ain't that nice?
He packs a fat oom paul to
Jib and make home-baked perfume
Sips froth from soft, warm joe
Snug eiderdown bedclothes

(I said it)
You know (I said it)
(I said it)
You know way that I hide (I said it)

Come on you hermit, you never fight back
Why don't you play with bows and arrows?
Why don't you dance like
You're sick in your mind?
Why don't you set your wings on fire?

You slick back that wiry mane
A neat tucked slice
Deep trees sleep on the dank lawn
And scratch the slate
You finger down that waxen line (I said it)
Between your breasts (I said it)
A squeaky pain upon each breath (I said it)
The plumbers left (I said it)

(I said it)
(I said it)
(I said it)
You know way that I hide for you (I said it)

Come on you hermit, you never fight back
Why don't you play with bows and arrows?
Why don't you dance like
You're sick in your mind?
Why don't you set your wings on fire?

Come on you hermit, why don't you play nice?
Why don't you toy with sex and violence?
Why don't you stare back




Into my huge eye?
Why don't you set my wings on fire?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Glass Animals's song "Cocoa Hooves" paint a vivid image of a hermit-like character who is out of touch with society and lives in isolation. The first stanza describes an old goat with a cane who packs a pipe and sips coffee in his bedclothes. The second and final stanza speaks directly to this character, asking why he doesn't participate in society's norms - play with bows and arrows, dance like he's not in his right mind, or experience sex and violence. The repeated line of "you know way that I hide" suggests that the singer may relate to this character or share some of the same feelings of isolation and self-preservation.


While the lyrics themselves are open to interpretation, some listeners may hear themes of loneliness, curiosity, and a questioning of social norms. The repeated questions of "why don't you" may imply that the singer is also struggling to fit in with society and is unable to fully understand this hermit character. The imagery of the hermit's beard and cane, sipping coffee in bedclothes, and playing with pipes all evoke a sense of coziness and comfort, but this is contrasted with the call to set wings on fire and participate in sex and violence.


Line by Line Meaning

This old goat with beard of Grey
There is an elderly man with grey facial hair.


He turns his leather gripped cane
He is using a cane with a leather grip.


Those times you clapped and called for quiet
In past situations, you applauded and asked for silence.


They've come to hold you, ain't that nice?
Now, those same situations are controlling you. How lovely is that?


He packs a fat oom paul to
He is filling a certain type of pipe with tobacco.


Jib and make home-baked perfume
He is smoking and creating a pleasant aroma.


Sips froth from soft, warm joe
He is drinking coffee with a foamy top.


Snug eiderdown bedclothes
He is comfortable, sleeping under eiderdown bedding.


(I said it)
I repeated myself.


You know (I said it)
You are aware that I've repeated myself.


(I said it)
Once more, I repeated myself.


You know way that I hide (I said it)
You are aware of my method of concealment, as I previously stated.


Come on you hermit, you never fight back
Why do you not retaliate, you reclusive individual?


Why don't you play with bows and arrows?
Why do you not engage in archery?


Why don't you dance like you're sick in your mind?
Why don't you dance erratically and with abandon?


Why don't you set your wings on fire?
Why don't you destroy what makes you free?


You slick back that wiry mane
You are combing your thin hair back.


A neat tucked slice
The cut is tight and clean.


Deep trees sleep on the dank lawn
The yard is covered in wet, decomposing leaves.


And scratch the slate
They leave their marks on the hard, flat rock.


You finger down that waxen line (I said it)
You trace the line of wax, as I'm repeating myself.


Between your breasts (I said it)
It's located between your chest and I'm repeating myself.


A squeaky pain upon each breath (I said it)
There is a sharp sound with every inhale and I'm repeating myself.


The plumbers left (I said it)
The plumber has departed and I'm repeating myself.


Come on you hermit, you never fight back
Why do you not retaliate, you reclusive individual?


Why don't you play with bows and arrows?
Why do you not engage in archery?


Why don't you dance like you're sick in your mind?
Why don't you dance erratically and with abandon?


Why don't you set your wings on fire?
Why don't you destroy what makes you free?


Come on you hermit, why don't you play nice?
Why are you not kind, you recluse?


Why don't you toy with sex and violence?
Why do you not engage in sexual and violent acts?


Why don't you stare back into my huge eye?
Why do you not confront me?


Why don't you set my wings on fire?
Why do you not set me free by destroying what makes me fly?




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Written by: David Bayley

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