White Folk's Blood
House of Freaks Lyrics


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What mysteries flow through these white folk's blood?
What secrets do they hide within?
What sickbed words pass across their lips?
And what passions lie beneath their skin?
Are their fortunes made in their pool halls?
And there lives played out like children's games?

Under the summer sun with a knife and a gun
A Festered wound never heals
On the back porch, in the pawn shops

Dusting off their fathers' guns
Words like worms crawl through their brains
Sermons fly from the preacher's mouth
But the auction block still remains
Gagged and tied to a tree trunk
After a fox hunt chase with dogs and chains
In a field of white in the broad daylight
The earth is black, black with blood
They were friends and they were brothers

Life goes on across the railroad tracks
A flood of tears has come and gone
Autumn comes, white folks settle down and the preacher quotes from Luke and John ,

And there is peace and plenty in the country
And the way we are, we will remain
The world keeps spinning round and around
Just keep spinning around and around and around
Everything is still the same

Life goes on
Like before, on the streets
On the porches in our homes in our towns
What we see all around us.
Life goes on
Like before while we sit by the doorway

All around
All our lives




All we do
No surprises

Overall Meaning

The House of Freaks' song "White Folk's Blood" is a haunting and deeply symbolic reflection on the legacy of racism and violence that has cast its shadow over American history. The lyrics suggest a profound sense of mystery and hidden knowledge within the white community, which has been shaped by violence, greed, and exploitation. The song's opening lines pose a series of unanswered questions about the secrets and passions that lurk beneath the surface of white society. At the same time, the lyrics evoke images of brutal violence and bloodshed, which are juxtaposed with references to pool halls, pawn shops, and other everyday aspects of life.


The song's central imagery, which includes references to fox hunts, sermons, and the Bible, is rich in meaning and symbolism. The lyrics suggest that while some white Americans may try to hide behind religious faith, the reality of their actions and attitudes is far darker and more sinister. The violence and brutality of the fox hunt, for instance, is a powerful metaphor for the way in which white society has subjugated people of color and exploited their labor for centuries. Similarly, the reference to the auction block is a clear allusion to the slave trade, which was central to the American economy in the 19th century.


Overall, "White Folk's Blood" is a deeply evocative and thought-provoking song that continues to resonate with listeners today. Its powerful imagery and incisive commentary on American history and society make it a work of enduring importance.


Line by Line Meaning

What mysteries flow through these white folk's blood?
What unknown origins and histories make up the essence of these white people?


What secrets do they hide within?
What private thoughts and emotions are kept hidden by these people?


What sickbed words pass across their lips?
What painful or troubling things are expressed by these people, especially as they approach death?


And what passions lie beneath their skin?
What strong emotions and desires drive these people?


Are their fortunes made in their pool halls?
Do these people make their money from playing billiards in their local establishments?


And there lives played out like children's games?
Are these people living carefree, innocent lives like children playing games?


Under the summer sun with a knife and a gun
During the hot months, when violence and danger are prevalent,


A festered wound never heals
A deep injury, whether physical, emotional, or social, can have a lasting impact.


On the back porch, in the pawn shops
In the informal settings of backyards and second-hand stores,


Dusting off their fathers' guns
Cleaning and preparing weapons passed down through generations,


Words like worms crawl through their brains
Disturbing or upsetting ideas infect and disturb their thoughts,


Sermons fly from the preacher's mouth
Religious teachings and exhortations are often heard from spiritual leaders,


But the auction block still remains
Although slavery has been abolished, reminders of that painful era still exist.


Gagged and tied to a tree trunk
People subjected to cruelty and brutality suffer unbearable humiliation and pain.


After a fox hunt chase with dogs and chains
As in the past, some people still engage in barbaric practices for entertainment and sport.


In a field of white in the broad daylight
In a seemingly peaceful and innocent setting,


The earth is black, black with blood
The reality of violence and death is never far away, even in the most beautiful surroundings.


They were friends and they were brothers
Even though friendships may seem strong and true,


Life goes on across the railroad tracks
In different parts of town or society, life continues in its own way.


A flood of tears has come and gone
Emotional upheavals and tragedies happen and pass by over time.


Autumn comes, white folks settle down and the preacher quotes from Luke and John
As the year winds down, white people settle into a comfortable routine and listen to biblical teachings.


And there is peace and plenty in the country
In rural areas, there is tranquility and abundance of resources.


And the way we are, we will remain
Despite changes in society and circumstances, our essential nature and behavior will persist.


The world keeps spinning round and around
Despite individual experiences and struggles, life goes on for everyone on this planet.


Just keep spinning around and around and around
There may not be any clear purpose or direction to life, but we continue to carry on anyway.


Life goes on
Regardless of the world's problems and issues,


Like before, on the streets
Things stay the same for most people as they go about their daily routines in their neighborhoods.


On the porches in our homes in our towns
In the comfort of our personal spaces, we live our lives as usual in our familiar surroundings.


What we see all around us.
Despite what we observe and experience firsthand in the world,


Life goes on
We keep living and existing in this world,


Like before while we sit by the doorway
In the face of challenges and turmoil, we continue to pass the time as we always have, sitting by our entrances or watching the world go by.


All around all our lives all we do
No matter where we go or what we do, our lives are filled with the same experiences and routines.


No surprises
Life holds no unexpected or shocking events or occurrences.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: BRIAN HARVEY, JOHNNY HOTT

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mynameissimonechoule

One of the greatest songs of the 80's. Harvey and Hott were absolutely explosive live.

Scoop

Saw them live in Knoxville at 1982 Expo along with The Smithereens and another group I just can't remember. Maybe They Might Be Giants. One of the most memorable musical experiences ever.

Randy Havner

I'm from Knoxville and I think I was at that show.... it was at the Tennessee Amphitheater which was part of the 82 fair grounds, but it wasn't during the 82 worlds fair that would have been way too early. it was closer to 88 or 89. But anyhow these guys were absolutely amazing live.

Loaded Orygun

Hell of a bill!

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Renzykeno

We the people of the STATE OF VIRGINIA executed Ricky Gray on 1/18/2017 for his heinous crimes. RIP Harvey Family. NEVER EVER FORGOTTEN.

Darkest Darker

Respect.

Loaded Orygun

I knew the Harveys, not closely but I did, and they were both such gentle people I can’t necessarily see them approving of that Justice. But it happened so.

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Mogtepyigsoloth

Murdered in cold blood by certain people.

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