Bastard
Me And My Asshole Lyrics
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On the ladder of success
Where you take one step
And miss the whole first rung
Dreams unfulfilled
Graduate unskilled
It beats pickin' cotton
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
The daughters and the sons
Clean your baby womb
Trash that baby boom
Elvis in the ground
There ain't no beer tonight
Income tax deduction
What a hell of a function
It beats pickin' cotton
And waitin' to be forgotten
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
The daughters and the sons
Unwillingness
To claim us
Ya got no word
To name us
The ones who love us best
Are the ones we'll lay to rest
And visit their graves
On holidays at best
The ones who love us least
Are the ones we'll die to please
If it's any consolation
I don't begin to understand them
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
The daughters and the sons
Young, young, young
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
The song "Bastards of Young" by Me And My Asshole is a powerful and poignant reflection on the struggles and disappointments faced by those who strive to succeed, and the bitterness and resentment that can arise from feeling forgotten or neglected in a society that values success and achievement above all else. The opening verse introduces the theme of missed opportunities and unfulfilled dreams, highlighting the ladder of success as an insurmountable obstacle for those born with no advantages or resources. The chorus then asserts the identity of these forgotten and overlooked individuals as bastards of young, expressing a sense of unity and defiance in the face of adversity.
The second verse goes on to critique the consumerist values of the baby boom generation, and the disillusionment that comes with realizing that their promises of prosperity and progress have not been fulfilled. The third verse speaks to the difficulty of being recognized or acknowledged in a society that refuses to give a name or identity to those who do not fit neatly into established categories, and the complex relationships that exist between those who love us and those who do not. The final chorus brings the song to a powerful and emotional conclusion, laying claim to the struggle and frustration of those who have been left behind in the race for success.
Overall, "Bastards of Young" is a deeply moving and introspective song that speaks to the struggles and frustrations of an entire generation. Its imagery and language evoke a sense of isolation and despair, while also providing a sense of hope and purpose for those who feel forgotten or neglected.
Line by Line Meaning
God, what a mess
The world is chaotic and unpredictable
On the ladder of success
In the pursuit of success
Where you take one step
Taking the first step
And miss the whole first rung
Skipping a vital step
Dreams unfulfilled
Aspirations that remained unrealized
Graduate unskilled
Having no practical skills despite graduating
It beats pickin' cotton
The present situation is still better than being stuck in the past
And waitin' to be forgotten
Being overlooked and ignored
We are the sons of no one
We are the products of a society that has failed us
Bastards of young
Frustrated and rebellious youth
The daughters and the sons
Both males and females are affected by this societal failure
Clean your baby womb
Stop reproducing in a world that cannot support more human beings
Trash that baby boom
The post-World War II boom is not sustainable
Elvis in the ground
Even the greatest icons will eventually fade away
There ain't no beer tonight
There is nothing to celebrate
Income tax deduction
Losing money to the government
What a hell of a function
An unsatisfactory and frustrating system
Unwillingness
Reluctance to accept responsibility
To claim us
To take ownership of us as a society
Ya got no word
There is no term to describe us
To name us
To accurately and appropriately label us
The ones who love us best
Our closest loved ones
Are the ones we'll lay to rest
They will die before us
And visit their graves
We will honor them after their passing
On holidays at best
Only on special occasions
The ones who love us least
The people who have contributed to our societal failure
Are the ones we'll die to please
We will strive to gain their acceptance, despite their mistreatment
If it's any consolation
But it's not reassuring
I don't begin to understand them
Their motivations elude me
Young, young, young
Emphasizing youthfulness and rebellious spirit
Take it, it's yours
Claiming what rightfully belongs to us
Take it, it's yours
Taking control of our own destiny
Take it, it's yours
Rejecting societal norms and expectations
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Written by: PAUL WESTERBERG
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Benoit CORBERY
When I discovered this track about 20 years ago I was soooo exciiiteeeed (I was a kid! fuckk)!!! Today it's always a pleasure to listen to this masterpiece.
Nightmacore
Damn! In the past, more than 10 years ago this song gave me euphoria, now it gives me euphoria and tears, but sweet sweet tears, I love this kind of tears. 💚
rF_Phantom
love that double kick in the beginning. if only i could remember most of the older songs that had this <_< been a while since my active gabber days
Matthew Grove-Jones
Check out early hardcore Gabber. The memory's came flooding back! Also - Eol, Hunter and Dazastah.
Gert Raymaekers
Het blijft super goed, 1 van de beste nummers ooit ;-)
DJDyWo
One of the greatest Trackz off all times!
Archi
loved this back in the day
Anthony Blakemore
Banging track, always loved it but that 2011 refix is where its at. Never been able to get my hands on it though
JΞΔη-Θ1
Muy bueno👊
Kirk Swan
love the bass