I'm Not Working
Manic Street Preachers Lyrics


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Petrified for the millionth time
Slowly my soul evaporates
No parachutes no dismal clouds
Just this fucking space

I know what's coming, I'm not working
I know what's coming, I'm not working
I'm sweating out intelligence
Like I don't know what it is
Clinging to the microwaves
And singing with the sound waves

I know what's coming, I'm not working
I know what's coming, I'm not working

Delerium on helium
I am my own experience

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

I know what's coming, I'm not working




I know what's coming, I'm not working
I'm not working, I'm not working, I'm not working

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "I'm Not Working" by Manic Street Preachers convey a sense of helplessness and anxiety. The opening line "Petrified for the millionth time" indicates that the singer is experiencing something that they have gone through many times before, but it still terrifies them. The next line, "Slowly my soul evaporates," suggests that this experience is draining the life out of them. They feel like they are fading away, and there is nothing they can do to hold onto themselves.


The lines "No parachutes no dismal clouds, just this fucking space" can be interpreted as the singer feeling like they have no safety net or support system. They are alone in this space, which could be a metaphor for their mental or emotional state. The repetition of the line "I know what's coming, I'm not working" underscores the singer's fatalistic outlook. They believe that there is no escaping their fate, even though they know what's coming.


The third stanza mentions "microwaves" and "sound waves," which could be a reference to technology and the digital age. The singer may be clinging to these things as a way to escape their troubles, but they are ultimately ineffective. The final lines of the song, "I'm not working, I'm not working, I'm not working," could mean that the singer is no longer able to function in the way they used to. They are burned out, overwhelmed, and unable to move forward.


Line by Line Meaning

Petrified for the millionth time
I am completely terrified, just like I have been countless times before.


Slowly my soul evaporates
My spirit is slowly disappearing, fading away.


No parachutes no dismal clouds
There is no safety net, no indication of something bad happening.


Just this fucking space
All I can see or feel is emptiness.


I'm sweating out intelligence
I am trying so hard to be intelligent and knowledgeable, but it's causing me to stress and sweat.


Like I don't know what it is
Despite my best efforts, it feels like I have no idea what intelligence really is.


Clinging to the microwaves
I am desperately holding onto any source of comfort or familiarity, even if it's just the hum of the microwave.


And singing with the sound waves
I am trying to find some solace in music, in the vibrations of sound waves.


Delerium on helium
I am experiencing confusion and disorientation, as if I am high on helium.


I am my own experience
I am the only one who can truly understand what I am going through, as I am experiencing it from my own perspective.


I know what's coming, I'm not working
I am aware of the impending difficulties, but I am not equipped or prepared to face them.


I'm not working, I'm not working, I'm not working
I am unable to function or handle what's ahead of me, and I am simply not working in the way that I should be.




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Written by: James Bradfield, Nicholas Jones, Sean Moore

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Comments from YouTube:

coverkillernation

There is a haunting factor to this cut that is beyond compare. I love the song and want to listen to it all the time, but days later i hear it when the world feels dark.

Sam Edmonds

You put it perfectly. This is the only song I can think of that makes me cry involuntarily every time I hear it, especially at the cheerful bookends (which I’m assuming are childhood and death). This song makes Joy Division sound like puppies frolicking through the Cotswolds.

hulio932

Manics now how to make a good and strongly emotional song. Thes guys are true maestros.

genkisensei

I just don't get how all their other albums don't come close to this masterpiece

Say It Like It Is

The Holy Bible overtakes it

Jake Platt

how can anyone dislike this?

Gavin Davis

Stupidly immense album !

prettypulsar

This is what intensity is. There does not need to be a loud lick with loads of distortion.

the sound

True gem!

redmachine Kieran

beautiful, horrible, agonising, stunning

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