Desolate City
Gluecifer Lyrics


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We are liars we are thieves
Scheming dildos dressed like Keef
Dealing tragedy and false beliefs
We are liars we are thieves

We're the dark street at two am
The creeping fears yeah we are them
So put your face on you ball of phlegm
We're the dark street at two am


Turn the heat up on my soul
Turn it up cause I'm feeling so cold
Slow night in a desolate city
And it hits like a slap in the face
We're the dark horse this is the race
Slow night in a desolate city

We are lions in a cage
Pet tigers fueled on rage
We're the moonlight we're the clouds
We are losers, we are proud

We are magic we are class
A hand with knuckles made of brass
We are good times, turned bad
We are the action you never had

Turn the heat up on my soul
Turn it up cause I'm feeling so cold
Slow night in a desolate city
And it hits like a slap in the face
We're the dark horse this is the race
Slow night in a desolate city

(break)

We are the sunlight we are the storm
We're the idea and the form
We are loving we are rape
We are magic caught on tape

We are splinters from a glass
We're the greatest we suck ass
We're united and torn apart
We are the ending - and the start

So turn the heat up cause I'm feeling so cold
Turn it up till it burns my soul
Turn the heat up on my soul
Turn it up cause I'm feeling so cold
Slow night in a desolate city
And it hits me like a slap in the face
You're the dark horse I am the race
Slow night in a desolate city





Slow night Slow night Slow night in a desolate city ...

Overall Meaning

The song "Desolate City" by Gluecifer is a reflection of the dark element of society that exists within a city. The lyrics are about the deceitful and destructive personas of people, portraying them as liars, thieves, and schemers. The band describes these people as "scheming dildos dressed like Keef" with "false beliefs" that they impose on others. The lyrics also talk about the fear that we all have, the fear of walking alone on a dark street at 2 AM, which is a symbolic representation of the dark side lurking in the city.


The singer of the band describes himself and his cohorts as "the dark street at two am, the creeping fears," which is an implied form of acknowledging the shadow self that we all carry within us. Gluecifer brings out the metaphor of a "slow night in a desolate city" as an opportunity to reflect upon self and project upon the dark side of humanity. The "dark horse" mentioned in the lyrics is a challenger in the race, representing the force that can take us out of our comfort zone and push us to confront the monsters that lie within.


Line by Line Meaning

We are liars we are thieves
We are deceptive and untrustworthy individuals


Scheming dildos dressed like Keef
We are manipulative individuals who pretend to be Keith Richards


Dealing tragedy and false beliefs
We promote negative circumstances and misguided notions


We're the dark street at two am
We are physical embodiments of fear and darkness


The creeping fears yeah we are them
We are the source of fearful thoughts


So put your face on you ball of phlegm
Disgust is just one emotion you can feel around us


Turn the heat up on my soul
Increase the intensity of my emotions


Turn it up cause I'm feeling so cold
Increase the intensity of my emotions because I am currently feeling alone and isolated


Slow night in a desolate city
The present situation is unexciting and bleak


And it hits like a slap in the face
The realization of our mundane lives punches us in the face


We're the dark horse this is the race
We are the contenders to take control of our lives


We are lions in a cage
We are powerful beings trapped and unable to express it


Pet tigers fueled on rage
We have the strength of a tiger but the fury of a pet cat


We are the moonlight we are the clouds
We are elusive and mysterious as the moon and clouds


We are losers, we are proud
We are not winners but we are satisfied with ourselves


We are magic we are class
We have an aura of illusion and charisma


A hand with knuckles made of brass
We are tough and ready to confront any obstacle


We are good times, turned bad
We are capable of ruining a good experience


We are the action you never had
We are the missing element that can add excitement to your life


We are the sunlight we are the storm
We are the dual nature of destruction and creation


We're the idea and the form
We are the blueprint and the manifestation of it


We are loving we are rape
We can be both passionate and destructive in a relationship


We are magic caught on tape
We have an ineffable quality that can be preserved via art


We are splinters from a glass
We are small, sharp and can cause intense pain


We're the greatest we suck ass
We have an ego but we are also aware of our imperfections


We're united and torn apart
We are a duo that can also be at odds with each other


We are the ending - and the start
We have the power to end something or start anew


You're the dark horse I am the race
You're the challenger in this situation; I'll be the one who wins the day


Slow night Slow night Slow night in a desolate city ...
The night is excruciatingly boring




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ARNE C. SKAGEN, DANNY YOUNG, FRITHJOF JACOBSEN, ROLF YNGVE UGGEN

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@carlancos2010

This deserve more more of everything, is a hit! pure rock

@kargeth

One of the best songs I've listened to lately

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Saw em in Berlin - one of the best rock gigs ever! Rock on brothers!

@rotten87

Let me see Gluecifer followed by Hellacopters and I will die in peace. This is fucking Rock'n'Roll!

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THE KINGS OF ROCK´n´ROLL!!

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Fantastic band!

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@mjarsel

So turn the heat up cause I’m feeling so cold !
Turn it up till it burns my soul !
Slow night in a desolate city
And it hits me like a slap in the face !!
You’re the dark horse - I am the race
Slow night in a desolate city, yeah!!

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