Taster
Grandaddy Lyrics


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Put out the word we need a new taster
There's one king left and so much food to eat
The interception by the last one was absolute professionalism
If he's laying there saying he's sorry

Tell him it's okay we learn this way
Taster you're the automatic saint
Taster you're the automatic one
Rival sabotage a bad pot of duck stew

With just one breath left he warned the dinner crew
Selfless line of work the word that comes
To mind with me is selflessness
If he's laying down saying he's sorry

Tell him it's okay we learn this way




Taster you're the automatic saint
Taster you're the automatic one

Overall Meaning

The song "Taster" by Grandaddy explores the unique and often underappreciated job of a food taster. The lyrics describe the need for a new taster now that there is only one king left and a lot of food to eat. The previous taster's interception was described as absolute professionalism, suggesting that this is a difficult but important job that requires skill and precision.


The line "If he's laying there saying he's sorry" implies that the job of a taster can be dangerous, perhaps because of the risk of being poisoned. However, the singer seems to suggest that this is a risk worth taking and that mistakes are an inevitable part of the job. The repeated lines "Taster you're the automatic saint" and "Taster you're the automatic one" emphasize the importance and reverence that the singer has for this job.


Line by Line Meaning

Put out the word we need a new taster
Spread the message that we require a new person to taste the food


There's one king left and so much food to eat
Even though there is only one taster remaining, there is still a lot of food to sample


The interception by the last one was absolute professionalism
The previous taster's ability to detect a bad dish was impressive and showed their expertise


If he's laying there saying he's sorry
If the current taster is admitting fault and apologizing for misjudging a dish


Tell him it's okay we learn this way
Assure the taster that making mistakes is a part of learning


Taster you're the automatic saint
The taster is regarded as a savior for preventing illness or disaster caused by bad food


Taster you're the automatic one
The taster is the automatic choice for their selfless and crucial role


Rival sabotage a bad pot of duck stew
A competitor knowingly made a dish poorly to discredit the current taster


With just one breath left he warned the dinner crew
The taster warns the others before potentially risking their life to sample a dangerous dish


Selfless line of work the word that comes
Being a taster is a selfless occupation


To mind with me is selflessness
When thinking of a taster, the first characteristic that comes to mind is selflessness


If he's laying down saying he's sorry
If the taster is in physical distress due to the consequences of a bad dish


Tell him it's okay we learn this way
Reassure the taster that the consequences of their mistake will serve as a lesson


Taster you're the automatic saint
The taster is viewed as a heroic figure for their role in ensuring the safety of others


Taster you're the automatic one
The taster is the clear choice for this important job




Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Written by: JASON LYTLE

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Comments from YouTube:

Matt

I am a bit drunk and feeling a bit of nostalgia for this song. It seems like such a bittersweet song. Perhaps I am just looking too much into the song. I really miss the those days when I would listen to Grandaddy on repeat. It was a guy name Jordon from my old Counter Strike clan that introduced me to them. Last I heard he had a stroke. Its funny how life goes. Anyway good song.

ignatiusdemonseed

Perhaps it's impossible to not look too much into the song. :)

ignatiusdemonseed

Fan for 18+ yrs. Never focused on Taster lyrics before... this just became my obsession song for the summer.

SocialMoth

Lyrics are pretty morbid, no? Love this song!

Carroll Briggs

keep an eye on this guy he does nice work.

SocialMoth

This was the song that got me into Grandaddy.

Patrick Ledbetter

A good first song.

HoneyDew King of the West

at first I thought that was corn, then I realized that it was my brain.

Jb Ball

shit is fire

ifBLACKISBEAUTIFUL

pop&savour ! :)

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