Down and Out
Greenland Whalefishers Lyrics


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I used be a free and a roving young lad
I used drink poison that messed up my head
And I'm down and out

And there was a girl with Greek ocean blue eyes
A dark queen from Hell in Heaven's disguise
I'm down and out
I woke up one morning, the angel was flown, flown, flown
Her body was cold, I knew I was all alone

I lost all my powers, sat down in the chair
My next snap shot, a fat cop that gripped my hair
Kicked me down and out

Lorelei, hear me calling
Hear me call out for you
Your body is dust, my memories are fading
But your eyes still look blue

Lorelei, how's your living?
Do the saints treat you well?
Do they lend you a hand, do they tell you good stories?
Or do they rot down in hell?

I'll write you a song, a kind of letter from hell
Thoughts from a moist and cold prison cell
I'm down and out

So I spend the night and long sober days
Waiting, just waiting in so many ways
I'm down and out

Last night in a dream an angel came down from the sky
He acted like a stranger but honey I knew those eyes

I pick up a paper and then throw it away
The news make no sense, the same shit every day
I'm down and out

Lorelei, hear me calling
Hear me call out for you
Your body is dust, my memories are fading
But your eyes still look blue

Lorelei, I can feel you
Always somewhere around
The air's filled with hatred, your ghost tries to tell me
No one is safe in this town





Tomorrow comes the pardon, one battle is won
Tomorrow brings a new war, a hungry slow one

Overall Meaning

The song "Down and Out" by Greenland Whalefishers takes the listener on a journey of introspection and longing. The lyrics are sung from the perspective of a man who used to live a free and adventurous life, but now finds himself lost and alone. The opening lines reveal that he used to drink poison which messed up his head, and as a result, he is now down and out. The next lines introduce the character of Lorelei, a girl with beautiful Greek ocean blue eyes who the singer seems to have loved deeply. However, she is no longer with him and he is left wondering about her current state of being.


The song continues with the singer recounting memories of his time with Lorelei and expressing his regret for losing her. He tells the listener that her body is now dust, but her eyes still look blue in his memories. He also asks her how she is living and wonders whether the saints are treating her well or if she is rotting in hell. The chorus repeats the plea to Lorelei to hear him calling out for her.


The closing lines of the song suggest that the singer has been imprisoned and is longing for freedom. However, he also knows that even if he is released, there will always be another battle waiting for him. The song ends with a haunting feeling of uncertainty and despair.


Line by Line Meaning

I used be a free and a roving young lad
I used to be a person who had the freedom and the will to roam around wherever I wished to.


I used drink poison that messed up my head
I used to consume a harmful substance that affected my brain and my way of thinking.


And I'm down and out
And now I am in a state of complete helplessness and despair.


And there was a girl with Greek ocean blue eyes
And there was a girl with beautiful eyes that resembled the color of the Greek ocean.


A dark queen from Hell in Heaven's disguise
She was a person who appeared to be an angel but was actually someone evil hiding behind a facade.


I'm down and out
I am still in the same state of hopelessness and desperation as before.


I woke up one morning, the angel was flown, flown, flown
I woke up one day and realized that the girl had disappeared without any explanation or warning.


Her body was cold, I knew I was all alone
When I found her, she was already dead, and I was left with a sense of loneliness and abandonment.


I lost all my powers, sat down in the chair
I lost all my influence and authority and felt powerless.


My next snap shot, a fat cop that gripped my hair
The next thing that happened to me was that a large policeman grabbed my hair and detained me.


Kicked me down and out
He kicked me to the ground and left me in a state of utter helplessness.


Lorelei, hear me calling
Lorelei, please listen to me as I call out to you.


Hear me call out for you
Hear me asking for your attention and your help.


Your body is dust, my memories are fading
Your physical body no longer exists, and my memories of you are slowly becoming blurry.


But your eyes still look blue
Despite the fact that I cannot remember everything about you, I can still distinctively recall the color of your eyes.


Lorelei, how's your living?
Lorelei, I wonder how you are doing.


Do the saints treat you well?
Are the saints treating you kindly?


Do they lend you a hand, do they tell you good stories?
Are they helping you and sharing their tales of kindness with you?


Or do they rot down in hell?
Or are they just as miserable and hopeless as I am?


I'll write you a song, a kind of letter from hell
I will create a song that will be like a message from my own personal hell.


Thoughts from a moist and cold prison cell
These are the thoughts that come to me while I am trapped in a damp and chilly jail cell.


So I spend the night and long sober days
I spend my evenings and days in a sober and depressed state.


Waiting, just waiting in so many ways
I am constantly waiting for something to happen, and I am waiting in various ways.


Last night in a dream an angel came down from the sky
Last night, I dreamt of an angel who descended from the heavens.


He acted like a stranger but honey I knew those eyes
He acted as though we had never met before, but I recognized his eyes.


I pick up a paper and then throw it away
I grab a newspaper, but I always end up throwing it away in frustration.


The news make no sense, the same shit every day
The news is always the same, nothing makes sense, and it's all just nonsense.


Lorelei, I can feel you
Lorelei, I can sense your presence.


Always somewhere around
I feel as though you are always there, lingering in the corner of my mind.


The air's filled with hatred, your ghost tries to tell me
The atmosphere is overflowing with hostility, and I sense that your spirit is warning me.


No one is safe in this town
Everyone is in danger in this place, and no one is immune to the harm that can be done.


Tomorrow comes the pardon, one battle is won
I will be granted forgiveness tomorrow, and I will have won one victory.


Tomorrow brings a new war, a hungry slow one
However, tomorrow also marks the beginning of a new conflict, one that will be long and arduous.




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