Get Disowned
Hop Along Lyrics


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What brought me in here in the morning
My heart looked bent please
Don′t tell my parents
My friend says you don't wanna
Know who you are
When it comes down to it

I got an
Uncle, knocked out
A bear with a frying pan
His wife is his best friend
Nobody else ever sees him
Except in September
For one weekend
That′s how it's done done

In the Pocono mountains
In the sixties
Fathers in station wagons
Cut the corners hard
Past broken firs
Burned stark and the only
Shapes moving were the ghostly forms of cattle
Walking in the dark
Moving

One whole family used to
Sleep upon this floor from the
Kitchen to the door
Elvis never gave
Elvis never gave an encore
Greater than my love
Gone out the door
The love that I've ignored

Elvis, Elvis never gave an encore
Meteor Meteor
Make me young
Make me young
Meteor Meteor
Make me young
Make me Meteor




Meteor Meteor
Make me young

Overall Meaning

Hop Along's song "Get Disowned" has a series of cryptic, almost surrealist lyrics that are open to interpretation, but one possible reading is that the singer is talking about their sense of confusion about the world and their place in it. The first few lines suggest that the singer is going somewhere they might get in trouble, but they are not entirely sure why, as their heart "looked bent." They might be keeping this trip secret from their parents, but their "friend" warns them that they might not like what they find out about themselves if they go through with it.


The song then jumps to a seemingly unrelated story about an uncle who has isolated himself from the world, except for one weekend a year in September when he emerges from hiding. The next verse describes a somewhat ominous scene of fathers driving erratically through a dark forest, past burnt trees and ghostly cattle. The final verse is arguably the most enigmatic one, with mentions of a family sleeping on a kitchen floor and Elvis not giving an encore. The chorus repeats the phrase "Meteor Meteor, make me young," which could be a plea for some kind of transformative experience or a desire to escape from the restrictions of age and mortality.


Line by Line Meaning

What brought me in here in the morning
I wonder why I came here this morning


My heart looked bent please
I was anxious and unsure of myself


Don't tell my parents
I don't want my parents to find out


My friend says you don't wanna
My friend tells me that I shouldn't


Know who you are
Figure out who you really are


When it comes down to it
When push comes to shove


I got an
I have an


Uncle, knocked out
Uncle who's unconscious


A bear with a frying pan
He fought off a bear with a frying pan


His wife is his best friend
His wife is his closest confidant


Nobody else ever sees him
He keeps to himself


Except in September
But he comes out in September


For one weekend
For only one weekend


That's how it's done done
That's how things are done


In the Pocono mountains
In the mountains in Pennsylvania


In the sixties
In the 1960s


Fathers in station wagons
Dads in their family wagons


Cut the corners hard
Took the turns too fast


Past broken firs
Past the damaged trees


Burned stark and the only
Charred and the only


Shapes moving were the ghostly forms of cattle
Things moving were just the shadows of cows


Walking in the dark
Walking around at night


Moving
Moving around


One whole family used to
An entire family once


Sleep upon this floor from the
Slept on the floor from


Kitchen to the door
The whole way from the kitchen to the door


Elvis never gave
Elvis never performed


Elvis never gave an encore
Elvis never gave a second performance


Greater than my love
My love is greater than anything else


Gone out the door
Left and gone away


Elvis, Elvis never gave an encore
Repeated for emphasis, Elvis never gave a second performance


Meteor Meteor
A falling star, a meteor


Make me young
Make me feel young again


Meteor Meteor
Another falling star, a meteor


Make me young
Make me feel young again


Make me Meteor
Let me be a star, too


Meteor Meteor
One more falling star, a meteor


Make me young
I want to feel young again




Writer(s): Christine Frances Quinlan

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