P.C.C.
Green River Lyrics


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Ow!
I've crushed a thousand ants
And I've flushed a hundred spiders
I didn't even know their names
I never let it bother me
Dead bugs on the sole of my shoes
Dead bugs clog the drain
What's dead is now long forgotten
I never let it bother me
No memories of anything, no feeling
No memory of anything, no pain

Blood rain stains my shirt
Blood rain blackens my heart
A thousand bloody faces crack my mind
Uhuh
What's done is done
I just always was
What's done is lost in memory




I never let it bother me
I never let it bother me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "P.C.C." by Green River speak to the idea of desensitization and how it can affect the way we view life and death. The singer admits to having killed a multitude of bugs and insects without a second thought, never even bothering to learn their names. There is a sense of detachment in the way they describe the dead bugs on the soles of their shoes and the ones that clog the drain. The repetition of the line "I never let it bother me" underscores this detachment and perhaps hints at a deeper sense of repression.


However, this detachment is challenged by the image of blood rain staining the singer's shirt and blackening their heart. Suddenly, they are forced to confront the consequences of their actions, and they are haunted by a "thousand bloody faces" that crack their mind. This shift in tone suggests that the singer may be struggling with guilt or regret, but they continue to deny it and brush it off with the line "What's done is done." The final repetition of "I never let it bother me" could be seen as a way of convincing themselves that they are not affected by the blood rain, when in reality they are.


Line by Line Meaning

Ow!
Expression of pain or surprise


I've crushed a thousand ants
I have killed many small insects


And I've flushed a hundred spiders
I have also killed many arachnids


I didn't even know their names
I didn't care about them or their identity


I never let it bother me
I felt no remorse or guilt from killing them


Dead bugs on the sole of my shoes
The evidence of my killings is on my footwear


Dead bugs clog the drain
I have also disposed of their bodies down the drain


What's dead is now long forgotten
I have forgotten about the lives I have taken


No memories of anything, no feeling
I have no emotional connection or memory of these events


No memory of anything, no pain
I am emotionally numb to violence and death


Blood rain stains my shirt
A metaphor for the violence and bloodshed that has tainted my life


Blood rain blackens my heart
My soul has been corrupted by the violence I have committed


A thousand bloody faces crack my mind
I am haunted by the images of the people and creatures I have killed


Uhuh
Nonverbal acknowledgement or agreement


What's done is done
The past cannot be changed


I just always was
I have always been a violent person


What's done is lost in memory
I have repressed the memories of my violent actions


I never let it bother me
I have detached myself from the emotional consequences of my violent behavior




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