Mask
Iggy Pop Lyrics


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You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You look better that way
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You look better that way
Are you my friend?
Are you my plumber?
Are you my God?
What do you do?
Wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
Which mask are you?
Which mask are you?
Complicated crushed up disappointed squirming angry thrusting stabbing regretting starving greedy human alien being, struggling down the street, up the alley, in the elevator, through the party, to the office, in the bedroom, on your way to the morgue. Bullshitting, lying, doing a good deed or feeling loved barely possible. Aware of insatiable demands of not a society all around you. Chunky frat boys in their shorts, pimps with old semite eyes, sex hoochies of the jungle, sensitive smart alec college graduates, critics fronting franticly in New York city, every body in L.A just plain licking ass or having it licked, irony in place of balls, balls in place of brains, brains in place of soul, where is the soul?, where is the love?, where am I?
Which mask are you?
Which mask are you?
Which mask are you?
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask




You're wearing a mask
Which mask are you?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Iggy Pop's song "Mask" seem to be a commentary on the idea that everyone wears a mask in some way or another. The repetitiveness of the lines "You're wearing a mask" emphasizes the idea that we all hide behind something, whether it be a facade of happiness or a false personality. The line "You look better that way" speaks to the fact that we often put on a show for others to impress them or gain their acceptance, rather than being our true selves.


The following lines then ask the listener a series of questions, questioning which mask they might be wearing. The lines "Complicated crushed up disappointed squirming angry thrusting stabbing regretting starving greedy human alien being" paint a picture of the different emotions and struggles we face as humans. The reference to people "in the bedroom, on your way to the morgue" suggests that these masks we wear follow us throughout our lives.


The final repetition of "Which mask are you?" drives home the message that we all have different faces we present to the world.


Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on the idea that we all put on a mask to some degree, whether for personal gain or societal acceptance. The different masks we wear are simply a facade, but they follow us throughout our lives as we try to navigate the complex human experience.


Line by Line Meaning

You're wearing a mask
You are hiding your true self


You look better that way
You feel more comfortable being someone else


Are you my friend?
I can't tell who you really are


Are you my plumber?
Are you just an acquaintance or someone paid for service


Are you my God?
Are you in control of my life?


What do you do?
What is your true purpose behind the facade?


Which mask are you?
Which character are you playing today?


Complicated crushed up disappointed squirming angry thrusting stabbing regretting starving greedy human alien being, struggling down the street, up the alley, in the elevator, through the party, to the office, in the bedroom, on your way to the morgue.
We all have complex inner struggles that we try to hide from others


Bullshitting, lying, doing a good deed or feeling loved barely possible.
It's tough to be oneself


Aware of insatiable demands of not a society all around you.
We feel constantly pressured by societal expectations


Chunky frat boys in their shorts, pimps with old semite eyes, sex hoochies of the jungle, sensitive smart alec college graduates, critics fronting franticly in New York city, every body in L.A just plain licking ass or having it licked, irony in place of balls, balls in place of brains, brains in place of soul, where is the soul?, where is the love?, where am I?
There are a variety of characters we encounter in life, but where do we fit in?




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: MOOSMAN, ALEX KIRST, IGGY POP, WHITEY KIRST

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R Robinson


on Livin' On The Edge Of The Night (edit)

Here are corrections to incorrect lyrics - outrageously, stupidly incorrect: The first line is, "ILL WIND off the river". (And that's ill, not I'll.) The second line is, "smoke stacks fade to BLACK". Second verse: "I've made my bed but I can't REST my head". And "so much COULD be misunderstood". Bridge: "WELL maybe it's just my life". An artist crafts his work meticulously , then this is what happens to it. Disgusting.