Trashed
Ian Gillan feat. Tony Iommi Ian Paice & Roger Glover Lyrics


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It really was a meeting
The bottle took a beating
The ladies of the manor
Watched me climb into my car and
I was going down the track about a hundred and five
They had the stop-watch rolling
I had the headlights blazing I was really alive
And yet my mind was blowing
I drank a bottle of tequila and I feel real good
I had the tape deck roaring
But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn
I went of exploring
I knew I wouldn't make it the car just wouldn't make it
I was turning tires burning
The ground was in my sky
I was laughing the bitch was trashed
And death was in my eye

I had started pretty good and I was feeling my way
I had the wheels in motion
There was Peter and the Green fly laughing like drains
Inebriation
The crowd was roaring I was at Brands Hatch
In my imagination
But at the canal turn I hit an only patch
Inebriation

Ooh Mr. Miracle you saved me from some pain
I thank you Mr. Miracle I won't get trashed again
Ooh can you hear my lies
Don't you bother with this fool just laugh into my eyes

So we went back to the bar and hit the bottle again
But there was no tequila
Then we started on the whiskey just to steady our brains
'Cause there was no tequila
And as we drank a little faster at the top of our hill
We began to roll




And as we get trashed we were laughing still
Well bless my soul

Overall Meaning

The song "Trashed" by Ian Gillan feat. Tony Iommi Ian Paice & Roger Glover tells the story of a night of heavy drinking and reckless driving. The lyrics describe the singer's wild behavior, as he consumes a bottle of tequila and speeds down the track at over 100 miles per hour. He loses control of his car at the canal turn, but miraculously survives the crash. The song paints a picture of the dangerous and sometimes deadly consequences of drinking and driving.


The lyrics contain a sense of irony, as the singer thanks "Mr. Miracle" for saving him from injury or death, while admitting that he won't get "trashed" again. The song also speaks to themes of masculinity and bravado, as the singer boasts about his speed and fearlessness, but ultimately finds himself at the mercy of fate.


Musically, "Trashed" is a hard-driving rock song with heavy guitar riffs and pounding drums. The song features the virtuosic guitar work of Tony Iommi, who co-wrote the song with Ian Gillan.


Line by Line Meaning

It really was a meeting
This is a recollection of a gathering with friends, possibly for a party or social event.


The bottle took a beating
The group consumed a large amount of alcohol, possibly to the point of excess or abuse.


The ladies of the manor
Refers to wealthy or upper-class women who were present at the gathering as guests or hosts.


Watched me climb into my car and
Others observed the artist leaving the gathering, possibly expressing concern or disapproval of their state of intoxication.


I was going down the track about a hundred and five
The artist was driving their car at an excessive speed, endangering themselves and others on the road.


They had the stop-watch rolling
It's possible that someone was timing the singer's driving speed or racing time, possibly for a bet or a game of some kind.


I had the headlights blazing I was really alive
The singer was energized by their fast driving and inebriation, feeling a sense of excitement or invincibility.


And yet my mind was blowing
Despite the adrenaline and alcohol, the artist's mental state was becoming increasingly impaired or confused.


I drank a bottle of tequila and I feel real good
The excessive consumption of tequila contributed to the artist's sense of euphoria or pleasure, although this was not a sustainable or responsible behavior.


I had the tape deck roaring
The artist was also listening to loud music, perhaps to enhance their sense of excitement, distraction, or enjoyment of the moment.


But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn
At a specific point or location on the road, the singer became disoriented or lost control due to the effects of alcohol or their reckless driving behavior.


I went of exploring
The driver lost control of their car and careened off the road or into a ditch or other obstruction.


I knew I wouldn't make it the car just wouldn't make it
The singer recognizes that their car is beyond repair or has been severely damaged in the crash, possibly resulting in injuries or fatalities for themselves or others.


I was turning tires burning
The car was spinning out of control or producing smoke and flames due to the impact or friction with the ground.


The ground was in my sky
The singer's orientation and sense of reality was distorted or reversed due to the impact or disorientation from the crash.


I was laughing the bitch was trashed
Despite the severity of the accident, the artist still exhibits a sense of humor or detachment, possibly due to the lingering effects of alcohol or shock from the experience.


And death was in my eye
The artist acknowledges the seriousness of the accident and the possibility of death, either for themselves or others involved.


I had started pretty good and I was feeling my way
Earlier in the evening, the singer had been having a good time and feeling confident or in control of their actions and surroundings.


I had the wheels in motion
The singer was driving their car and moving forward with purpose, either literally or figuratively.


There was Peter and the Green fly laughing like drains
Other people were present at the gathering, including friends or acquaintances named Peter and the Green fly, who were enjoying themselves and laughing heartily.


Inebriation
The repeated use of this word suggests that the artist and their companions were in a state of extreme intoxication, possibly expressing regret or self-awareness about their behavior.


The crowd was roaring I was at Brands Hatch
In the artist's imagination, they were at a famous racecourse called Brands Hatch, surrounded by an enthusiastic crowd of supporters or fans cheering them on.


But at the canal turn I hit an only patch
A specific area or turn on the road caused the singer to lose control or become disoriented, leading to the crash or accident.


Ooh Mr. Miracle you saved me from some pain
The artist recognizes that they have been saved from physical or emotional harm by Mr. Miracle, a possible heroic figure or imagined savior.


I thank you Mr. Miracle I won't get trashed again
The singer expresses gratitude to Mr. Miracle and vows to avoid excessive drinking or reckless behavior in the future, recognizing the dangers and consequences of such actions.


Ooh can you hear my lies
The singer acknowledges that they may be lying or exaggerating, possibly to avoid accountability or responsibility for their actions.


Don't you bother with this fool just laugh into my eyes
The singer acknowledges their foolishness or lack of judgment and invites others to simply laugh it off or not take it seriously.


So we went back to the bar and hit the bottle again
Despite the potential risks or negative consequences, the artist and their companions continue drinking alcohol and engaging in reckless behavior.


But there was no tequila
Their preferred or favorite type of alcohol is not available, requiring them to switch to another type or brand.


Then we started on the whiskey just to steady our brains
The group turns to whiskey as a way to mitigate or counterbalance the effects of alcohol, possibly hoping to restore some sense of sobriety or control.


'Cause there was no tequila
The singer repeats this line to emphasize their disappointment or frustration with the lack of available tequila, indicating their strong preference or attachment to that particular alcohol.


And as we drank a little faster at the top of our hill
Despite the potential risks or negative consequences, the artist and their companions continue to consume alcohol at an increasing rate or volume, possibly in a competitive or self-destructive manner.


We began to roll
The artist and their companions become more inebriated and unstable, potentially losing control or stumbling around physically or mentally.


And as we get trashed we were laughing still
Despite the worsening effects of alcohol and the potential risks or consequences, the artist and their companions continue to find humor or entertainment in their behavior and situation.


Well bless my soul
This phrase may express surprise or dismay at the course of events or the singer's own behavior, possibly indicating a realization of the gravity or danger of their actions.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: ANTHONY IOMMI, IAN GILLAN, TERENCE BUTLER, W.T. WARD

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LYRICS BELOW!

Ian Gillan - Trashed

It really was a meeting
The bottle took a beating
The ladies of the manor
Watched me climb into my car and
I was going down the track about a hundred and five
They had the stop-watch rolling
I had the headlights blazing I was really alive
And yet my mind was blowing
I drank a bottle of tequila and I feel real good
I had the tape deck roaring
But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn
I went of exploring
I knew I wouldn't make it the car just wouldn't make it
I was turning tires burning
The ground was in my sky
I was laughing the bitch was trashed
And death was in my eye
I had started pretty good and I was feeling my way
I had the wheels in motion
There was Peter and the Green fly laughing like drains
Inebriation
The crowd was roaring I was at Brands Hatch
In my imagination
But at the canal turn I hit an only patch
Inebriation
Ooh Mr. Miracle you saved me from some pain
I thank you Mr. Miracle I won't get trashed again
Ooh can you hear my lies
Don't you bother with this fool just laugh into my eyes
So we went back to the bar and hit the bottle again
But there was no tequila
Then we started on the whiskey just to steady our brains
'Cause there was no tequila
And as we drank a little faster at the top of our hill
We began to roll
And as we get trashed we were laughing still
Well bless my soul

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Songwriters: Anthony Iommi / Ian Gillan / Terence Butler / W.T. Ward
Trashed lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc, BMG Rights Management

Mattia

It really was a meeting
The bottle took a beating
The ladies of the manor
Watched me climb into my car and
I was going down the track about a hundred and five
They had the stop-watch rolling
I had the headlights blazing I was really alive
And yet my mind was blowing
I drank a bottle of tequila and I feel real good
I had the tape deck roaring
But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn
I went of exploring
I knew I wouldn't make it the car just wouldn't make it
I was turning tires burning
The ground was in my sky
I was laughing the bitch was trashed
And death was in my eye

I had started pretty good and I was feeling my way
I had the wheels in motion
There was Peter and the Green fly laughing like drains
Inebriation
The crowd was roaring I was at Brands Hatch
In my imagination
But at the canal turn I hit an only patch
Inebriation

Ooh Mr. Miracle you saved me from some pain
I thank you Mr. Miracle I won't get trashed again
Ooh can you hear my lies
Don't you bother with this fool just laugh into my eyes

So we went back to the bar and hit the bottle again
But there was no tequila
Then we started on the whiskey just to steady our brains
'Cause there was no tequila
And as we drank a little faster at the top of our hill
We began to roll
And as we get trashed we were laughing still
Well bless my soul

Harol Ramos

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