After the breakup, Matthew Good continued to release music as a solo artist.
Sort Of A Protest Song
Matthew Good Band Lyrics
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I can't remember what you looked like
'Cause I was dimed
Wasn't the whole world at the time?
A robot heart for my sleep in girl
She knows CPR
So I can come back to life
I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun
Tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run
Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun
I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun
I had me a vision that I was a fireman
In a time of fires
And I was paralyzed
A robot heart for a theme park world
Whatever keeps us alive
Whetever keeps claim to us being civilized
I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun
Tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run
Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun
I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun
I can't remember 1989
I try but I forget what you look like
Baby, I ain't dimmed
Ya, it still keeps me up at night
A robot heart for a robot boy
Who dreamed he was a lion
Our lives in these empty spaces aside
I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun
Tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run
Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun
I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun
Alright
The lyrics of Matthew Good Band's song "Sort Of A Protest Song" convey a sense of disillusionment and detachment from society. The first verse starts with a personal admission that the singer struggles to remember details from the past, as if they were living in a fog or a haze. The metaphor of being "dimed" suggests that perhaps they were under the influence of drugs or alcohol, which blocked their ability to truly experience the world around them. The second verse introduces the idea of a "robot heart" for a "sleep in girl", with "CPR" to bring the singer back to life. This could be interpreted as a cold, emotionless relationship that lacks any real depth or passion.
The chorus expresses a frustration with the state of the world, and a desire to break free from the constant threat of violence. The imagery of "walking around with my hand on my gun" suggests a feeling of paranoia or fear, as if danger could be lurking around every corner. The singer is tired of feeling constantly on edge and watching others manipulate their emotions. The final verse adds another layer to this sense of isolation and alienation, with the singer dreaming of being a fireman but feeling paralyzed in the face of chaos. The reference to a "robot heart for a robot boy" suggests that perhaps society has become so mechanized and impersonal that human connection has been lost.
Overall, "Sort Of A Protest Song" seems to be a commentary on the dehumanizing effects of modern society, where people are reduced to mere automatons going through the motions of life. The lyrics convey a sense of yearning for something more authentic and meaningful, but also a sense of resignation that such a reality may be out of reach.
Line by Line Meaning
I can't remember 1989
I cannot recollect the events of the year 1989
I can't remember what you looked like
I have lost the memory of what you looked like
'Cause I was dimed
I was under the influence of drugs and alcohol at the time
Wasn't the whole world at the time?
It was a widespread occurrence at that time
A robot heart for my sleep in girl
I have feelings of indifference for my partner who is partially conscious
She knows CPR
She is capable of saving my life in emergencies
So I can come back to life
So I can revive and start living again
Ya, I can come back to life
Yes, I am able to be revived
I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun
I am exhausted of always being on edge and ready for danger
Tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run
Fed up of others trying to provoke and incite me or my partner
Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun
I am going to engage in enjoyable activities tonight
I had me a vision that I was a fireman
I had a dream where I was a firefighter
In a time of fires
During a period of intense struggles and hardships
And I was paralyzed
And I was unable to act or move from that position
A robot heart for a theme park world
We have lost our sense of humanity and replaced it with a desire for entertainment
Whatever keeps us alive
Anything that helps us survive and prosper
Whatever keeps claim to us being civilized
Anything that makes us appear to be cultured and sophisticated
Baby, I ain't dimmed
My mind is currently not hindered by substances
Ya, it still keeps me up at night
Yes, it still haunts me and prevents me from sleeping
A robot heart for a robot boy
Both me and my son have lost our sense of human emotion and connection
Who dreamed he was a lion
My son had a dream where he was a powerful and fierce animal
Our lives in these empty spaces aside
Our existence in this world full of emptiness and void
Alright
Okay, the song is ending
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MATTHEW GOOD
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novemberblue
My favorite MGB song of all time, and that's really saying something. God, that vibrato gets me everytime.
Christine Mcdonald
I really love matthew Goods Music. Its hard to pick just one song cause i like them all. But i listen to Advertising on police cars everday atleast once. Symbolistic White Walls was the first song i heard by Matthew and i was hooked. Dont ever stop singibg Matthew. Your voice is amazing and soothing also.
Sean Delargy
Absolutely amazing, so uplifting.
janice sanderson
I’ve always loved this song . The album is one of my favourites . Miss my Matt Good .
Dan Whitelaw
i listen to this song in a loop for months...helped me sleep
janice sanderson
I’ve done that before too . Many times . 😌
CaapriceTube
0:22 - Me Neither, cus that's the year I was born, lol.
James Fearn
I was born in 1989
Anthony Flores
Fun