Society Is My Friend
Kurt Vile Lyrics


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Society is my friend
He makes me lie down
In a cool blood bath
Oh, society

Society is my friend
He makes me lie down
In a cool blood bath
He stole my old lady sayin'
'Hey, how ya doin', let's kiss
My hand is not for you to hold
So kiss me with your mouth
Without closin' it all that much.'
Oh, society

Society is all around
Aw, hear the beautiful sound
Of all the high-pitched squeals
Ecstatic brilliance at its finest
That's my friend
Society is all around
It takes me down

Society is my friend
He makes me lie down
Down
Society is my friend




He makes me lie down
Down

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Kurt Vile's song "Society Is My Friend" are layered with multiple meanings and interpretations. The title itself is ironic, as society is often seen as a collective of individuals who share common values, norms, and behaviors, but in the song, it assumes an ominous and coercive tone. The opening lines, "Society is my friend / He makes me lie down / In a cool blood bath," set the dark and unsettling mood of the song. Society, often seen as a positive force, is here portrayed as a violent and inhumane entity that forces the singer to surrender himself to its will.


The lyrics go on to describe how society's norms and values create distance and detachment, both in personal relationships and in broader social interactions. The lines "He stole my old lady sayin' / 'Hey, how ya doin', let's kiss / My hand is not for you to hold / So kiss me with your mouth / Without closin' it all that much'" depict how society appropriates human connection and emotions for its own purposes. The phrase "kiss me with your mouth without closing it all that much" suggests a performative and shallow notion of intimacy, where people are expected to conform to certain standards of behavior.


The chorus reinforces the idea of society as a force that takes us down and forces us to lie down, metaphorically surrendering to its norms and standards. The line "hear the beautiful sound / Of all the high-pitched squeals / Ecstatic brilliance at its finest / That's my friend" suggests the hypnotic and crushing force of societal norms, which often stifle individuality and creativity.


Overall, the song paints a bleak and unsettling picture of society, portraying it as a violent, manipulative, and oppressive entity that steals our agency and forces us to conform to its ideals.


Line by Line Meaning

Society is my friend
I see society as someone close to me with whom I interact and engage every day.


He makes me lie down
Society can control me and force me to do things I don't really want to do.


In a cool blood bath
Society can sometimes provide me with a sense of relief or relaxation, but that can be a false sense of security.


Oh, society
My relationship with society can be complicated and deep, with a mix of positive and negative emotions.


He stole my old lady sayin' 'Hey, how ya doin', let's kiss My hand is not for you to hold So kiss me with your mouth Without closin' it all that much.'
Society can be a temptress, luring me into acts of infidelity or deception, using my desire for intimacy against me.


Society is all around Aw, hear the beautiful sound Of all the high-pitched squeals Ecstatic brilliance at its finest That's my friend
Society can be a source of wonder and beauty, with all its sounds and textures, and I can find joy in being part of it.


It takes me down
Society can also feel overwhelming, and when I'm too involved with it, it can bring me down and make me feel trapped.


Down
Society can have a powerful effect on me, both physically and emotionally, and I can feel powerless to resist it.




Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: KURT SAMUEL VILE

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But I don’t wanna talk, I only wanna listen
My baby talks soft, my ears are always ringing now
Humming a sad song when I’m alone
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Be alone, when even in a crowd of friends and not so
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To find a way, to get back down to the temple one day
Find the temple, to bask in the glory of
Roll around on a floor of furry carpet then
Sleep soundly for the first time in forever and
Breathing deep inside

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A hidden staircase in the house that you reside in
A little something from the cupboard over there
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To find a way, to get back down to the temple one day
Find the temple, to bask in the glory of
Roll around on a floor of furry carpet then
Sleep soundly for the first time in forever and
Breathing deep inside