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Head
Mark Lanegan Lyrics


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So sad the girl I had
Lost her head and it went bad
Blue her two eyes they were dead
Mirror mine and see she said
One of these mornings
I don't know her
One of these mornings I think I owe her
Head
Once she signed a piece of my mind
Girlie scenes and gasoline
Porno pony she did ride
Forsaken long lost limousine
I hear her talkin'
I like to hear her talkin'
See her walkin'
I like to watch watch her come walkin'
Head
Head
She lost it and man did it get bad
Lazy eyes were dead
Mirror mine and see she said
Once she drew a picture
Stuck it in my pocket
Find somewhere to reach her
'Cause she let me rock it
See her walkin'
I like to watch, watch her come walkin'
Head

Overall Meaning

The song "Head" by Mark Lanegan is a hauntingly beautiful yet ambiguous song. The lyrics seem to suggest a tumultuous relationship with a woman who has gone crazy. The song begins with the singer mourning the loss of this woman, who has lost her mind, represented by her "blue, dead" eyes. The singer then describes the strange and kinky sexual encounters he had with her, which only adds to the feeling of unease in the song. He longs to hear her talk and see her walk, but at the same time, he acknowledges the destructive nature of this relationship. The song ends with the chorus "Head," which could be interpreted in various ways, but seems to reflect the singer's confusion and desperation regarding this woman.


The song's meaning is left open to interpretation, but the lyrics suggest a few possible themes. The title of the song "Head" could be interpreted as a reference to the woman's mental state, or it could refer to the sexual act implied in the lyrics. The woman in the song seems to represent a destructive force in the singer's life, and he seems to be both attracted to and repelled by her. The overall feeling of the song is one of sadness, longing, and desperation.


Line by Line Meaning

So sad the girl I had
I feel melancholic about the woman that was once mine


Lost her head and it went bad
She snapped and went crazy, deteriorating fast


Blue her two eyes they were dead
Her eyes were lifeless and lacked any spark


Mirror mine and see she said
She urged me to empathize and see things from her perspective


One of these mornings
At some point in the future


I don't know her
I won't recognize her anymore


One of these mornings I think I owe her
I'll have a debt to her that needs to be balanced soon


Head
A reference to a beheading or a figurative loss of sanity


Once she signed a piece of my mind
She impressed her ideas and opinions on me, changing the way I think


Girlie scenes and gasoline
A mix of femininity and danger, a representation of her complex character


Porno pony she did ride
She shamelessly indulged in sexual pleasures


Forsaken long lost limousine
A metaphor for a glamorous lifestyle she can't go back to anymore


I hear her talkin'
Her voice still echoes in my head


I like to hear her talkin'
I enjoy reminiscing about the times we shared and the things she said


See her walkin'
Her physical presence is still vivid in my mind


I like to watch watch her come walkin'
I find pleasure in imagining her walking towards me


Head
A repetition of the previous reference to a figurative loss of sanity


She lost it and man did it get bad
She completely broke down and it was a terrible sight to witness


Lazy eyes were dead
Her eyes became even more listless and lacked any expression


Once she drew a picture
She showed me her artistic side by creating something by hand


Stuck it in my pocket
She gave me the artwork as a keepsake, a memory of her creativity


Find somewhere to reach her
I need to try and connect with her again, even though it's difficult


'Cause she let me rock it
She allowed me to be myself and express my own ideas and feelings


See her walkin'
A repetition of the previous line, emphasizing her physicality


I like to watch, watch her come walkin'
Another repetition, underscoring the singer's fascination with her


Head
A final repetition, making the song's title a refrain




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: MARK LANEGAN

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