Hell in a Bucket
Grateful Dead Lyrics


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Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her
Seemed like the least I could do.
'Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls
You will think I am dressed up quite proper
Never mind how I stumble and fall.

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.

'Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretender
Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets
With her black leather and gold spike suspenders
And your chain, your black whip and pets.

Well we know you're the reincarnation
Of the infamous Catherine the Great
And we know how you love the ovation
And the scene that it seems to create.

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.

You analyze me, tend to despise me
You laugh when I stumble and fall
There may come a say when I'll dance on your grave
Unable to dance I'll still crawl across it
Unable to dance I'll still crawl
Unable to dance I'll still crawl
Unable to dance I'll crawl.

You must really consider the circus
It just might be your kind of zoo
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you.

And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely
'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
Well I know you wake up here only
When the snakes come marching in.

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.
Ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride.




At least I'll enjoy the ride.
At least I'll enjoy the ride.

Overall Meaning

The Grateful Deadโ€™s โ€œHell in a Bucketโ€ is a metaphorical ode to the rock and roll lifestyle. The singer recounts his experience drinking and hanging out with a biker. He shows the biker a picture of a woman and says that everyone who enters her house will think he is dressed properly (referring to his rockstar attire) even though he stumbles and falls on occasion. The woman is then described as a "sweet little softcore pretender" wearing black leather, gold spike suspenders, chains and handling a black whip. The lyrics also reference her as the reincarnation of Catherine the Great, the Empress of Russia in the late 1700s who is known for her power, intelligence, and scandalous affairs.


The singer of the song acknowledges that he is headed towards chaos, symbolized by hell. But, he adds that at least he will enjoy the ride. The lyrics talk about the woman having an obsession with snakes and how the singer doesn't know how to leave her alone. The singer urges her to join the circus because it's the perfect place for an exhibitionist like her.


It is not entirely clear who the song is about, and the Grateful Dead have never confirmed the inspiration. It is speculated that the song is likely about a difficult relationship that Jerry Garcia, the lead guitarist, had at the time. Regardless of who inspired the lyrics, it's a song about embracing an exhilarating life, even if it ultimately leads to trouble.


Line by Line Meaning

Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
I spent the previous night drinking with a motorcyclist.


And I showed him a picture of you
I showed the biker a photo of you.


I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her Seemed like the least I could do."
I told the biker to get to know you, since you seemed like a person he would like- it was the least I could do.


'Cause when he's chargin' his chopper Up and down your carpeted halls You will think I am dressed up quite proper Never mind how I stumble and fall.
When he is riding his motorcycle through the carpeted hallways of your home, you will think I am well put together despite any stumbling I may do.


You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.
You may envision me acting in a subservient manner to indulge your sense of superiority, but I am pleased with the direction of my wild experiences, even though they could be leading me to a negative end.


'Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretender Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets With her black leather and gold spike suspenders And your chain, your black whip, and pets.
You pretend you're innocent, but you are involved in wild, out-of-control scenes with leather, chains, whips, and pets.


Well we know you're the reincarnation Of the infamous Catherine the Great And we know how you love the ovation And the scene that it seems to create.
We consider you to be the reborn Catherine the Great, and you are fond of the public support it brings and the drama it inspires.


You analyze me, tend to despise me You laugh when I stumble and fall There may come a say when I'll dance on your grave Unable to dance I'll still crawl across it Unable to dance I'll still crawl Unable to dance I'll still crawl.
You are critical of me, often mocking me when I falter; nevertheless, there may come a day when I will be walking over your grave, whether or not I can physically dance because I am enjoying the life I have been given despite its difficulties.


You must really consider the circus It just might be your kind of zoo I can't think of a place that's more perfect For a person as perfect as you.
A perfect entertainment venue for you would be a circus or a similar type of place because of its sense of spectacle and display that you would find appealing.


And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely 'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin Well I know you wake up here only When the snakes come marching in.
I'm not intentionally leaving you isolated or lonely, but I'm not sure how to help you more. And I know that you only seem to appear in my life at times associated with problems or negative events.


You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride. Ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride At least I'll enjoy the ride. At least I'll enjoy the ride. At least I'll enjoy the ride.
You have a fantasy of seeing me with your expensive footwear in my mouth to flatter your vanity, but I have a positive attitude about the adventurous life I lead, even though it could lead to my ruination eventually.




Lyrics ยฉ Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BRENT RICHARD MYDLAND, JOHN BARLOW, ROBERT HALL WEIR

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Luz

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Para el gusto de tu orgullo elegante
Puedo ir al infierno en un cubo, bebรฉ
Pero al menos estoy disfrutando el viaje, al menos estoy disfrutando el viaje.
Cabalgar, cabalgar, cabalgar
Cabalgar, cabalgar, cabalgar
Cabalgar, cabalgar, cabalgar
Al menos estoy disfrutando el viaje.
Al menos estoy disfrutando el viaje.
POR LO MENOS DISFRUTO EL PASEO.



All comments from YouTube:

Victor Malvarez

I am 61 years old, been a fan since the early 80's and this is the first time I've seen this video.
It's so 80's and yet so Dead....
BE GRATEFUL FOR THE DEAD!

Matthew Craig

Ive been a fan since the '80s as well, and just discovered there was a video for this song today. What a long strange trip it's been.

BuddhasEstimatedProphet

Once the Jerry tap is opened, for all intensive purposes, you're screwed ๐Ÿคฃ

Paolo Coletti

Miami Bob Weir

Bill

I'm right there with you. I found out about this video through Wikipedia.

Mark

best song they ever did, imo

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Richard Cheese

It may be cheesy but they all look like they had a hell of a time making it

L&L่ชž

At least they enjoyed the ride ๐Ÿ˜‰

Alan

Right on !!!

TooLameToDie

Bob, Jerry and the boys never fail to put a huge smile on my face.

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