Signed D.C.
Love (Arthur Lee & Love Band) Lyrics


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Sometimes I feel so lonely
My comedown I'm scared to face
I've pierced my skin again, Lord
No one cares
For me

My soul belongs to the dealer
He keeps my mind as well
I play the part of the leecher
No one cares
For me, cares for me

Look out Joe, I'm fallin'
I can't unfold my arms
I've got one foot in the graveyard




No one cares
For me, cares for me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Love's "Signed DC" tell the tale of a person who is struggling with addiction and feels utterly alone in their battle. The opening lines, "Sometimes I feel so lonely, my comedown I'm scared to face" convey feelings of hopelessness and despair. The person is dealing with a "comedown" from their drug use, which they know will be difficult to face. In their desperation, they have resorted to self-harm, "I've pierced my skin again, Lord," but feel invisible, as though "no one cares for me."


The lyrics continue with the person revealing that their "soul belongs to the dealer" and that they are playing the part of a "leecher." The addiction has taken over their life, and they are unable to break free. They feel like they have no control, and the dealer is the one in charge. The chorus repeats the haunting refrain of feeling utterly alone, with "No one cares for me, cares for me."


The final verse of the song is a cry for help. The person says, "Look out Joe, I'm fallin', I can't unfold my arms, I've got one foot in the graveyard." They are reaching out to someone, "Joe," for assistance, but it may be too late as they feel that they are on the brink of death.


Overall, "Signed DC" is a powerful and emotional song about the struggles of addiction and the feelings of isolation that can come with it. It conveys the message that addiction can take hold of a person's life, severely affecting their mental and physical well-being.


Line by Line Meaning

Sometimes I feel so lonely
Occasionally, I experience feelings of isolation


My comedown I'm scared to face
I fear encountering the consequences of my decline or loss of power


I've pierced my skin again, Lord
I have self-inflicted harm on myself once again


No one cares
There is no one who has concern or empathy for me


For me
Regarding or in relation to me


My soul belongs to the dealer
The essence of my being is in the possession of the person who sells me drugs


He keeps my mind as well
He also has control over my thoughts and mental state


I play the part of the leecher
I fulfill the role of someone who drains resources or energy from others


Look out Joe, I'm fallin'
Be alert, Joe, for I am losing my stability or position


I can't unfold my arms
I am unable to relax or let go of my defenses


I've got one foot in the graveyard
I am nearly at death's door


No one cares
There is still no one who has concern or empathy for me


For me, cares for me
Regarding or in relation to me, having feelings of compassion and support




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Written by: ARTHUR TAYLOR LEE

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@ChuckDeFuque

Sometimes I feel so lonely
My comedown I'm scared to face
I've pierced my skin again, Lord
No one cares for me
My soul belongs to the dealer
He keeps my mind as well
I play the part of the lecher
No one cares for me, cares for me
Look out Joe, I'm fallin'
I can't unfold my arms
I've got one foot in the graveyard
No one cares for me
Cares for me, cares for me
Signed D.C.



All comments from YouTube:

@ZenGrammy

I had never even heard of drugs or substance abuse when this song came out. I related to the “I’m fallen … one foot in the graveyard … no one cares for me”. I fell into addiction the following year and it took another 35 years to claw my way out. Been clean and sober since 1998. ✌️🌼

@ExistentialFries

Good job

@ZenGrammy

@@ExistentialFries Thanks. I count my blessings every day.

@inkoinfinity2

Math is a little off, this came out in 66

@ZenGrammy

@@inkoinfinity2 - Thanks! I prefer to be precise. Let’s see now — I was born in ‘52, song came out in ‘66 (incredible year for music), I wasn’t in full addiction until ‘69, I was a mess for approximately 35 years, I got clean in ‘99 and I just turned 71. 🥰. EDIT: Math is even more off now. 🥴😂

@inkoinfinity2

@@ZenGrammy lol it's ok

@mbeenz

That SONG IS AS BADD ASS AS IT CAN GET!!!,!, Brilliant Simply Brilliant!!!,! ManyThanx From Costa Mesa Ca!!!,! IT KILLS THE PAIN!

@FVSUWILDCAT99

DEAR AMERICA: LETTERS HOME FROM VIETNAM brought me here

@airplanepilot1229

I've have the home video, but wonder if there is an album or CD from it.

@TunaDad

@@airplanepilot1229 the soundtrack section on IMDB is pretty spot on... i just refer to that.

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