Folklore
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I've seen your mouth moving, heard others here say,
Those words are a piece of a part that you played
That sounds like your father, a teacher, the church
Didn't spring from the heart, but research

The only way I learn is put the fist in and get burned
Go get burned
Old wives, mystics, hearsay
Wise men, rich men, shamen and sage
When you're meek on the Earth, when you die you will pay
For accepting that lot, in the cheapest of graves
The sexes divided, men mustn't be weak
Sensitivity is a vice of which we shan't speak
And women are a plaything that are just made for men
To treat how the boss he respects treats him
And I am going to grow up like daddy wanted me to be
To impress all those, who so impressed me
And young boys melt into men
And we'll start the process again

Add a touch of mystique where the writing gets weak
Break up coherence with a cut-cut-cut up technique
When you've got nothing to say
Shut up
Or show that you're willing to play
With words that simply aren't out of touch
With the genuine feelings which lead to their birth
Most things are better not written or heard
When you open your mouth, out drops a turd





The only way I learn is put the fist in and get burned.

Overall Meaning

The song "Folklore" by James is a commentary on the ways in which societal norms and expectations can be limiting and harmful to individuals. The first verse focuses on how people often regurgitate the beliefs and opinions of their parents, teachers, and churches without stopping to consider whether they truly believe them. The language used - "research" - implies a sense of surface-level knowledge rather than genuine depth of understanding. The second verse highlights the ways in which gender norms are often restrictive, punishing those who deviate from expected behaviors. The use of the phrase "cheapest of graves" further emphasises the dangers of conformity, implying that those who blindly accept societal norms will never truly live fulfilling lives.


As the song progresses, the lyrics shift towards a focus on language and the ways in which words can be used to manipulate and mislead. The lines "Add a touch of mystique where the writing gets weak / Break up coherence with a cut-cut-cut up technique" demonstrate an understanding of how language can be used to create an illusion of depth and meaning where none truly exists. The final line - "When you open your mouth, out drops a turd" - is a clear condemnation of those who use language to deceive rather than communicate truthfully.


Overall, "Folklore" is a powerful commentary on societal pressures and the importance of critically examining the beliefs and norms that we are taught to accept. The use of language is particularly striking, emphasising the importance of honesty and clarity in communication.


Line by Line Meaning

I've seen your mouth moving, heard others here say,
I have observed your lips moving and have heard from others that what you spoke is not genuine and just a performance.


Those words are a piece of a part that you played
The words you spoke are a part of an act that you performed.


That sounds like your father, a teacher, the church
The words you spoke resemble the words of your father, a teacher, or the church.


Didn't spring from the heart, but research
Those words did not come from your heart, rather they were just a product of your research.


Old wives, mystics, hearsay
Beliefs/opinions from old wives, mystics, and hearsay.


Wise men, rich men, shamen and sage
Beliefs/opinions from wise, rich, shamen and sage men.


When you're meek on the Earth, when you die you will pay
If you are weak in this world, after you die, you will be punished for it.


For accepting that lot, in the cheapest of graves
You will be buried in the cheapest grave for accepting your fate.


The sexes divided, men mustn't be weak
The sexes are divided and men should not be seen as weak.


Sensitivity is a vice of which we shan't speak
Sensitivity is seen as a weakness and it is not good to speak about it.


And women are a plaything that are just made for men
Women are considered as objects for men to play with.


To treat how the boss he respects treats him
To treat women in the same way that the boss he respects treats him.


And I am going to grow up like daddy wanted me to be
I will grow up as my father hoped I would grow up.


To impress all those, who so impressed me
To impress all those who have impressed me before.


And young boys melt into men
Young boys become mature men.


And we'll start the process again
This process will be repeated again and again.


Add a touch of mystique where the writing gets weak
Add some mystery to the writing when it becomes weak.


Break up coherence with a cut-cut-cut up technique
Disturb the coherence of the writing with a cut-cut-cut up technique.


When you've got nothing to say
When you have nothing to say.


Shut up
It is better to be quiet.


Or show that you're willing to play
Alternatively, show that you are ready to participate.


With words that simply aren't out of touch
Use words that are not out of touch from genuine feelings that lead to their creation.


With the genuine feelings which lead to their birth
Use genuine feelings that lead to the creation of the words.


Most things are better not written or heard
Most things are better left unsaid and unheard.


When you open your mouth, out drops a turd
When you speak, what comes out of your mouth is garbage.


The only way I learn is put the fist in and get burned.
The only way the singer learns is by making mistakes and suffering the consequences.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JAMES RED MCLEOD

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Comments from YouTube:

@paulthomas2178

I first saw James live in September 1984 or 85, my memory fails me. It was at Hinchingbrooke House Huntingdon.

@pandawandas

"I've seen your mouth moving, heard others here say
Those words are a piece of a part that you played
That sounds like your father, a teacher, the church
Didn't spring from the heart, but research"

me

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