From the Hip
Lloyd Cole and The Commotions Lyrics


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This one's from the hip, oh mother you have sorely misjudged me
It should have been whipped out of me
Without a father figured I
Yeh I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on

This one's from the hip, my love I should have warned you about me
It never got whipped out of me
Me and my modesty and
Mother your wretched son won't take his medicine

Not I, I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired and I don't care anymore

This one's from the hip, why should I know why ?
It's a wicked world, I've had it up to here
Sweet Jesus I should have warned you about me, it's sure to end in tears
And misery, without a father figured I
Yeh I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on

Not I... Why should I know why should I care ?
Who's telling me what I should wear ?
Mother your wretched son is hooked on his medicine

I don't care anymore, I'm sick and I'm tired
And I don't care anymore





This one's from the hip, why should I know why ?
It's a wicked world

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "From The Hip" by Lloyd Cole and The Commotions showcase a sense of detachment and defiance. The singer reveals his lack of concern for societal norms and the expectations of his family. He believes that his mother has misjudged him and should have punished him more severely. He acknowledges that he doesn't care for any of the 'medicine' or advice that his mother or anyone else is hoping to give him. He feels like an outsider in the world, without a father figure, and has concluded that he is not someone to be taken lightly or chewed up and spit out.


The repetition of "This one's from the hip" throughout the song serves as a declaration of the singer's rebelliousness and unapologetic nature. He is not interested in conforming to the rules of society nor is he willing to change himself for anyone else. He sees the world as a cruel place and is resigned to the fact that his own life will likely end in tears and misery if he continues to go against the grain.


Overall, the lyrics in "From The Hip" paint a picture of someone who feels isolated and struggles with a sense of identity. His defiance and detachment can be seen as both his strength and his weakness, and the repetition of the opening line reinforces this paradox.


Line by Line Meaning

This one's from the hip, oh mother you have sorely misjudged me
I'm speaking my mind without any filter now and my mother should have prepared for this side of me


It should have been whipped out of me
I should have been punished for speaking without a filter


Without a father figured I, Yeh I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on
Without a father figure, I came to the realization that I don't deserve to be disrespected or put down


This one's from the hip, my love I should have warned you about me
I'm speaking my truth without any filter and I should have let my love know about this side of me


It never got whipped out of me
I was never taught any better or punished for speaking out of turn


Me and my modesty and, Mother your wretched son won't take his medicine
I'm too modest and my mother's son won't change his ways


Not I, I don't care anymore, I'm sick and I'm tired and I don't care anymore
I refuse to keep caring and I'm too tired to keep worrying


This one's from the hip, why should I know why ?
I'm speaking my mind without any filter and I don't feel like I owe anyone an explanation


Sweet Jesus I should have warned you about me, it's sure to end in tears
I should have let you know about my blunt personality earlier because it's bound to end in emotional pain


And misery, without a father figured I, Yeh I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on
Without a father figure, I realized my worth and that I don't deserve to be disrespected


Not I... Why should I know why should I care ?
I refuse to care or give attention to anything right now


Who's telling me what I should wear ?
I don't want anyone to tell me what to do


Mother your wretched son is hooked on his medicine
My mother's son is stubborn and set in his ways


I don't care anymore, I'm sick and I'm tired and I don't care anymore
I'm too exhausted to keep caring and I'm choosing to stop caring


This one's from the hip, why should I know why ?
I'm speaking my truth without any filter and I don't feel the need to explain myself


It's a wicked world
The world can be cruel and unfair




Lyrics ยฉ Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: LAWRENCE DONEGAN, LLOYD COLE, MACKILLOP DEREK, NEIL CLARK, STEVEN IRVINE

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Comments from YouTube:

@mickyherman445

Memories

@alvinpatacsil

Thanks for the Upload. My favorite from them.

@bigbluezuk

I love this track.

@roytbone5791

Great track from a brilliant album

@luisfigueiredo9906

Roy T Bone Youยดre right. One of the best sounds of 80s...

@longbeachdave1

His last good song with the band. The cover photo is a major 'tell' that he was on his way ...

@framodcole

And also on his way down. Negatives was the pinnacle of him solo. Brought Blair and Neil back. Amazing how that works. Got a little too cocained and full of himself after Bad Influence. Side note. He supported the Boston terrorists.

@JAKJLUK85

From The Hip Lyrics / Letras

Artista/Banda: Lloyd Cole & The Commotions
Album: Mainstream
Genre/Gรฉnero: New Wave/Ballad
Year/Aรฑo: 1988
Time/Duraciรณn: 4:00

LlOYD COLE & THE COMMOTIONS - FROM THE HIP (I Don't Care Anymore)


[Intro/Instrumental] (00:01)
(00:06)
๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽน

[Verse 1:] (00:13)
This one's from the hip
Oh mother you have sorely misjudged me
It should have been whipped
Out of me
Without a father I figured I
Yes, I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on

[Verse 2:] (00:36)
This one's from the hip
My love I should have warned you about me
It never got whipped
Out of me
Me and my modesty and
Mother, your wretched son won't take his medicine

[Chorus:] (00:58)
Not I....
I.... I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
And I don't care anymore
This one's from the hip
Why should I know why?
It's a wicked world?

[Verse 3:] (01:24)
I've had it up to here
Sweet Jesus I should have warned you about me
It's sure to end in tears
And misery
Without a father I figured I
Yes I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on

[Chorus:] (01:46)
Not I....
I.... I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
And I don't care anymore
This one's from the hip
๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ
(From the hip)
Uh... ooh... uh... ooh... uh... ooh...
It's a wicked world

[Bridge/Interlude] (02:22)
Why should I know why should I care?
Who's telling me what I should wear?

[Pre-chorus:] (02:36)
Mother, your wretched son is hooked on his medicine
Mother, your wretched son is hooked on his medicine

[Chorus endings:] (02:51)
Yeah I....
I.... I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
And I don't care anymore
Not I....
I.... I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired.
And I don't care anymore
This one's from the hip
Why should I know why?
It's a wicked world?

Instrumentals endings (03:31)
๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ



From the Hip / Lyrics

"From The Hip".... Ballad/NewWave.... Interpreted by Lloyd Cole & His Commotions in 1988....

*"From The Hip"..... Ballada/NewWave.... Interpretado por Lloyd Cole en 1988..... ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฏโœ“

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