Help Save the Youth of America from Exploding
Less Than Jake Lyrics
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This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
Sit down, remind me how,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
And just outside I can hear the sound,
Becoming way too loud.
Yea the hum, of the engines in the cars,
On the street, Yea.
On the street.
And with this cigarette that I just lit,
As I passed the 53rd Street bridge.
Right now the world just seems too big,
The world just seems to big.
Sit down, remind me how,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
Sit down, remind me how,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
And just outside, I can see my breath,
In between the words,
That fog my spinning head.
And I can see the sun coming up,
And its just light enough to see.
Another cigarette that I just lit,
As I passed the 53rd Street bridge.
Right now the world just seems too big,
The world just seems to big.
Sit down, remind me how,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
Sit down, remind me how,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
Sit down,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
Sit down, (remind me how),
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
Growing up and getting lost.
And all the late-night calls,
With all the lost hopes.
And all the missed connections (connections!).
And the lost directions.
Sit down, remind me how,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
Sit down, remind me how,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
Sit down,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
Down-own, remind me how,
This is the same old story
Of growing up and getting lost.
The lyrics to "Help Save The Youth Of America From Exploding" by Less Than Jake are introspective and contemplative, examining the theme of growing up and feeling lost in the world. The singer is struggling to come to terms with the fact that life has become too complicated, and the world seems too big to handle. The repetition of the lines "Sit down, remind me how, this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost" indicates a sense of weariness and exhaustion with the process of growing up, while the imagery of car engines and street noise adds to the feeling of chaos and overwhelming urban life.
The chorus is a call to action, urging the listener to "help save the youth of America from exploding." This can be interpreted as a plea to help prevent young people from becoming disillusioned and overwhelmed with the challenges of growing up in modern society. The song suggests that young people need guidance and support to navigate the confusing world around them, and that we all have a responsibility to provide that support.
Line by Line Meaning
Sit down, remind me how,
The singer is asking someone to remind them of the same old story of growing up and getting lost.
This is the same old story
The singer is acknowledging that the experience of growing up and feeling lost is a common one.
Of growing up and getting lost.
The singer is talking about the experience of feeling lost and uncertain while growing up.
And just outside I can hear the sound,
The artist is hearing noise from the street outside, which is becoming too loud.
Of the early morning street,
The noise the artist is hearing is from the street, early in the morning.
Becoming way too loud.
The noise from the street is getting louder, to the point of being overwhelming.
Yea the hum, of the engines in the cars,
The singer identifies the sound they are hearing as the hum of car engines.
On the street, Yea.
The sound is coming from the street below the artist's location.
And with this cigarette that I just lit,
The artist lights a cigarette while reflecting on their thoughts.
As I passed the 53rd Street bridge.
The artist is in a specific location - passing by the 53rd Street bridge - which may have significance to them.
Right now the world just seems too big,
The singer feels overwhelmed and like the world is too big for them to handle.
The world just seems to big.
The artist repeats their feeling of being overwhelmed.
And just outside, I can see my breath,
The temperature is cold enough for the singer to see their own breath outside.
In between the words,
The singer is reflecting on their thoughts while being interrupted by the cold air making their breath visible.
That fog my spinning head.
The singer's thoughts are clouded or confusing, making it difficult to think clearly.
And I can see the sun coming up,
The artist observes the sun appearing on the horizon, marking the start of a new day.
And its just light enough to see.
The light is dim, but enough to see the surroundings.
Another cigarette that I just lit,
The singer smokes another cigarette, perhaps as a coping mechanism or as a way to deal with their emotions.
And all the late-night calls,
The singer is remembering all the late-night phone calls they have had.
With all the lost hopes.
The artist may have had hopes or expectations for these calls which were ultimately unmet or failed.
And all the missed connections (connections!).
The artist has experienced missed connections, both literal (such as missed appointments) and figurative (such as failed relationships).
And the lost directions.
The artist may have lost sense of where they are going or what to do next in their life.
Down-own, remind me how,
The singer repeats their earlier request for a reminder of the same old story of growing up and getting lost.
Growing up and getting lost.
The artist acknowledges the inevitability of growing up and feeling lost at times.
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