Pumpkin Pie
Lemon Demon Lyrics


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There lived a merchant in the days of old,
Who is remembered for the things he sold.
No silly trinkets, silver, bronze, or gold.
So I'm told, so I'm told.

He made a most delicious pumpkin pie,
Which he presented to the passersby.
Before the sun set he'd be all but dry.
Folks would buy the whole supply.

He lived alone, (He lived alone.)
And every night he sat upon a throne of pumpkin pie.
I do not know his name. (He'd never say his name.)
He never wanted all the fame that came with pumpkin pie.

Before you knew it he was in full swing.
His pumpkin pies became the next big thing.
Soon he was called upon to feed the king.
And they'd sing, feed the king.

The pie of pumpkin filled the King with glee.
He offered a castle for the recipe, but
The merchant wouldn't even give it up for three.
No not he, no not he.

He lived alone, (He lived alone.)
And every night he sat upon a throne of pumpkin pie.
I do not know his name. (He'd never say his name.)
He never wanted all the fame that came with pumpkin pie.

The king was angry and he came unwound.
He called his men and soon the merchant found
Himself in a torture chamber underground.
Tied and bound, he sighed and frowned.

And so they tortured him for night and day.
They made him scream so much his hair turned gray, but
As for the recipe, he would not say.
They could not flay his pride away.

He lived alone, (He lived alone.)
And every night he sat upon a throne of pumpkin pie.




I do not know his name. (He'd never say his name.)
He never wanted all the pain that came with pumpkin pie.

Overall Meaning

The song "Pumpkin Pie" by Lemon Demon tells the story of a legendary merchant who was known for selling something different from the usual silver, bronze, or gold: his pumpkin pie. The pie was so delicious that it became famous and the merchant's supply would be bought up every day before the sun set. He lived alone and sat upon a throne of pumpkin pie every night, but he never wanted the fame that came with his creation.


Despite the merchant's reluctance for the spotlight, his pumpkin pies became the next big thing and he was eventually called upon to feed the king. The king was so impressed by the pie that he offered a castle in exchange for the recipe, but the merchant refused to give it up, not even for three castles. The king, angered by the merchant's refusal, had him tortured in an underground chamber to get the recipe out of him, but the merchant never gave it up.


The lyrics of "Pumpkin Pie" can be interpreted as a cautionary tale about the pitfalls of fame and greed. The merchant's refusal to sell his recipe for any amount of riches shows that he valued his name and integrity more than material possessions. The king's desire for the recipe and willingness to resort to torture to get it shows the lengths that people can go to achieve fame and success.


Line by Line Meaning

There lived a merchant in the days of old,
In ancient times, there was a businessman who was famous for his items.


Who is remembered for the things he sold.
People still remember him for the things he sold.


No silly trinkets, silver, bronze, or gold.
He didn't sell items with no real monetary value such as trinkets or metals.


So I'm told, so I'm told.
This is what people say about him.


He made a most delicious pumpkin pie,
He is notable for making a delectable pumpkin pie.


Which he presented to the passersby.
He offered it to people walking by.


Before the sun set he'd be all but dry.
He would run out of pumpkin pie well before sunset.


Folks would buy the whole supply.
People bought all of his pies quickly.


He lived alone, (He lived alone.)
He was alone in his house.


And every night he sat upon a throne of pumpkin pie.
He enjoyed and was content sitting on his pile of pumpkin pie every night.


I do not know his name. (He'd never say his name.)
His name is unknown as he preferred not to share it.


He never wanted all the fame that came with pumpkin pie.
He didn't want the attention that came with his delicious pie.


Before you knew it he was in full swing.
Suddenly, he became extremely successful.


His pumpkin pies became the next big thing.
His pies became the newest trend.


Soon he was called upon to feed the king.
The king requested his pies to be made for him.


And they'd sing, feed the king.
The people sang about the king being fed.


The pie of pumpkin filled the King with glee.
The king enjoyed the pumpkin pie immensely.


He offered a castle for the recipe, but
The king offered a castle in exchange for the recipe, however,


The merchant wouldn't even give it up for three.
The merchant didn't even accept three castles for his recipe.


No not he, no not he.
He would never give away his recipe, no matter what.


The king was angry and he came unwound.
The king got mad and lost his temper.


He called his men and soon the merchant found
He ordered his soldiers to bring the merchant to him.


Himself in a torture chamber underground.
He put him in an underground torture chamber.


Tied and bound, he sighed and frowned.
The merchant was tied up and upset.


And so they tortured him for night and day.
They tortured him non-stop, for days and nights.


They made him scream so much his hair turned gray, but
They made him scream so much that his hair changed color, however,


As for the recipe, he would not say.
He refused to give them the recipe.


They could not flay his pride away.
They couldn't break his spirit and sense of pride.


He lived alone, (He lived alone.)
He remained solitary in his life.


And every night he sat upon a throne of pumpkin pie.
He enjoyed sitting on his pile of pumpkin pie every night.


I do not know his name. (He'd never say his name.)
His identity remained a secret.


He never wanted all the pain that came with pumpkin pie.
He didn't want the agony that came with his pie's popularity.




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Billy Sullivant

I remember sitting in math class, sometime around middle school. An old, old friend gave me a burnt CD of Lemon Demon. Automatically, this song clicked to me. The catchiness, the theme of fantasy(kingdoms, ya know?) made me fall in love with this. God, it’s been 10 years and still I love this song.

SciSarah

Have you listened to market land? I think you would like that as well!

TheMerryLeeder

Funky

magpie

that's the dream

oh...

fuck yes my guy!

Dizma

They could not flay... his pride away...

*takes off hat* *sheds a tear for the Pumpkin dude*

Jaysef Games

It was on

256

That number

PutrIsCool

@Dizma the return

Dizma

🎃 🥧

TheMerryLeeder

*cries*

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