How Can I
Mods Lyrics


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I can tell
I can tell
I can tell

This barrel you've got me bent over
Was it pulled from your pork cellar?
In your lovely little house
I can tell
When taverns raise the glass for no one
No point trying to use your colon
I see it coming out your mouth

Monday streets
The wet and bus stops get done over
By the youthless clubs on shut down streets
The one-percenters know, I do
It's just as well
I could be twenty-five years older
Shuffling into paper slippers, I catch the 42 to hell

Noddy's streets ain't the same when you get older
No nutrition and the bold are figments eaten by the cold

It's just as well
I could be 25 years older
Shuffling into paper slippers, I catch the 42 to hell

I just hope, I just hope everything gets pulled apart and pushed
Gets pulled apart and bust gets pulled apart
I just hope, I just hope gets pulled apart and pushed
Gets pulled apart and bust gets pulled apart

I can tell
I can tell

You believe you be thinking that you got it
But you're para like the rest of us who squirm in bank transfers
Leytonstone or a village out near Stoke-on-Trent
We move in ways in we don't invent
I mean it's bitter all the time

Monday streets
The wet and bus stops get done over
By the youthless clubs on shut down streets
The one-percenters know, I do
It's just as well
I could be twenty-five years older
Shuffling into paper slippers, I catch the 42 to hell

I just hope, I just hope everything gets pulled apart and pushed
Gets pulled apart and bust gets pulled apart
I just hope, I just hope everything gets pulled apart and pushed
Gets pulled apart and bust gets pulled apart
I just hope, I just hope everything gets pulled apart and pushed
Gets pulled apart and bust gets pulled apart
I just hope, I just hope everything gets pulled apart and pushed
Gets pulled apart and bust gets pulled apart

I can tell
I can tell
I can tell
I can tell

Pulled apart and bust pulled apart and pushed
Pulled apart and bust pulled apart and pushed
Pulled apart and bust pulled apart

Got para then pissed bouncing off taxis trying to get sniff
I didn't get but I did
Complementary white wine slid down my lid
I got munched up hardcore




The train roared so did I
I was pie eyed

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Mods's song "How Can I" depict a sense of disillusionment and frustration with the current state of society and the singer's personal circumstances. The opening lines, "I can tell
I can tell
I can tell," suggest that the singer is keenly observant of the world around them and can discern the truth beneath the surface.


The imagery in the lyrics is vivid and evocative. The line, "This barrel you've got me bent over, was it pulled from your pork cellar?" portrays a feeling of being trapped or controlled by someone or something. The mention of taverns and raising glasses for no one indicates a lack of authenticity or genuine connection. The reference to "youthless clubs on shut down streets" highlights the decay and deterioration of urban areas, echoing a sense of hopelessness and a lack of opportunity.


The repetition of the phrase "It's just as well, I could be twenty-five years older" reflects a resignation to the singer's current circumstances and a sense of acceptance towards a potentially bleak future. The mention of Leytonstone and Stoke-on-Trent represents the mundane and unremarkable nature of the singer's surroundings. The lyrics also express a desire for change and for things to be pulled apart and pushed, suggesting a need for transformation and renewal.


Overall, "How Can I" conveys a sense of disillusionment, frustration, and a longing for something more meaningful and fulfilling in life.


Line by Line Meaning

I can tell
I can sense and perceive


This barrel you've got me bent over
You've put me in a difficult and vulnerable position


Was it pulled from your pork cellar?
Did you retrieve it from a place of indulgence and excess?


In your lovely little house
In your seemingly pleasant and comfortable home


When taverns raise the glass for no one
When drinking establishments toast and celebrate without purpose


No point trying to use your colon
There's no use in trying to pretend or deceive


I see it coming out your mouth
I can see your true intentions and words


Monday streets
The streets on a typical Monday


The wet and bus stops get done over
The rain affects the bus stops and their surroundings


By the youthless clubs on shut down streets
By the clubs frequented by those lacking youthful energy on deserted streets


The one-percenters know, I do
The wealthy elite understand, and so do I


It's just as well
It's fortunate


I could be twenty-five years older
I could be much older in age


Shuffling into paper slippers, I catch the 42 to hell
Slowly walking with frailty, I board the bus to a miserable place


Noddy's streets ain't the same when you get older
The familiar streets lose their charm as you age


No nutrition and the bold are figments eaten by the cold
There's a lack of sustenance and courage against the harshness of reality


You believe you be thinking that you got it
You think you have it figured out


But you're para like the rest of us who squirm in bank transfers
But you're paranoid like the rest of us who feel uncomfortable with financial transactions


Leytonstone or a village out near Stoke-on-Trent
Referring to specific locations, representing different lifestyles


We move in ways in we don't invent
We adapt and navigate through situations that we didn't create


I mean it's bitter all the time
I mean life is consistently unpleasant


Got para then pissed bouncing off taxis trying to get sniff
Feeling paranoid and then becoming intoxicated while bouncing off taxis in an attempt to obtain drugs


I didn't get but I did
I didn't understand, but I still indulged


Complementary white wine slid down my lid
Free white wine went down my throat


I got munched up hardcore
I got heavily intoxicated


The train roared so did I
The train made a loud noise, and so did I


I was pie eyed
I was heavily drunk


I just hope, I just hope everything gets pulled apart and pushed
I sincerely hope that everything is analyzed and challenged


Gets pulled apart and bust gets pulled apart
Gets scrutinized and disrupted


Pulled apart and bust pulled apart and pushed
Disassembled and disrupted




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andrew Robert Fearn, Jason Williamson

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