Full Wikipedia article: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monster_Magnet
Studio albums
Spine of God (1991)
Superjudge (1993)
Dopes to Infinity (1995)
Powertrip (1998)
God Says No (2001)
Monolithic Baby! (2004)
4-Way Diablo (2007)
Mastermind (2010)
Last Patrol (2013)
Mindfucker (2018)
A Better Dystopia (2021)
Atomic Clock
Monster Magnet Lyrics
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It gave me my brand new home
These souls gone to feed in my crater
I eat 'em as fast as they come
I dig your love and affection
I dig your voice on the phone
So pour some coins in my crater
A greased up atomic pavilion
A great way to swallow my time
But I do think I need a stronger witness
To watch me blow my mind
You ain't digging on my questions
And I know I ain't digging on your lies
Keep on selling me my future
And I'll keep on wearing my disguise
Bullshit may last forever
But my fuse gets shorter every day
I'd be glad to take your money
But gladder to burn it all away
So won't you put my dick in plastic
And put my brain in a jar
If there's something left of my spirit
It'll find you where you are
Still so goddamn hungry
I'm feeding off my own bones
So lay me out in my crater
And nuke me 'til I glow
The lyrics to Monster Magnet's "Atomic Clock" are a quintessential example of psychedelic rock. The first verse is about finding solace and comfort in being isolated from the rest of the world. The notion of the moon crashing into the desert and giving the singer his new home is a vivid and imaginative description of feeling a sense of belonging in a place that is uninhabitable to others. The singer's survival in this new environment is sustained by feasting on others, suggesting a cannibalistic yet metaphorical interpretation of the lyrics.
In the second verse, the singer acknowledges the importance of genuine human connections by expressing a desire for love and affection. Yet, he also recognizes the vanity of material possessions by advocating for the transience of wealth. The singer's love of excess and pleasure is illustrated through his sardonic reference to an "atomic pavilion" which he employs to waste his time.
The final verse is perhaps the most eccentric of the song, as the singer muses about the finiteness of human existence. He perceives life as a transient phenomenon, characterized by a viscous cycle of birth, death, and rebirth. By suggesting that his spirit may outlive his physical being, he acknowledges the metaphysical aspects of human existence. Overall, the song contains a cynical yet compelling observation of the human condition and the struggles of finding meaning in life.
Line by Line Meaning
The moon crashed into the desert
I found myself in a new, desolate place after a major, celestial event
It gave me my brand new home
The disaster that brought me here also created a new beginning for me
These souls gone to feed in my crater
The people who die or suffer in this place become my resources and sustenance
I eat 'em as fast as they come
I consume everything without discrimination or mercy
I dig your love and affection
I appreciate the positive feelings you express towards me
I dig your voice on the phone
I enjoy the sound of your communication with me, even if it's artificial
So pour some coins in my crater
Give me what you have in exchange for something from me
I spend 'em as fast as they come
I don't care about saving or accumulating, I just want to use and enjoy
A greased up atomic pavilion
A high-tech, futuristic place that is also unstable and dangerous
A great way to swallow my time
I can waste and lose myself in this place quickly and easily
But I do think I need a stronger witness
I want someone else to see me and acknowledge my actions, even if they can't understand or help me
To watch me blow my mind
To observe me lose control, have fun, or suffer in extreme ways
You ain't digging on my questions
You're not interested in my curiosity, doubts, or challenges
And I know I ain't digging on your lies
I don't trust or believe in what you tell me, consciously or unconsciously
Keep on selling me my future
Continue to promise and offer me things that may or may not happen or be good for me
And I'll keep on wearing my disguise
I'll keep pretending or adapting to fit in, even if it means losing my true identity or values
Bullshit may last forever
False or empty ideas or promises might continue to exist and influence people indefinitely
But my fuse gets shorter every day
I'm running out of patience, tolerance, or resilience to deal with them or myself
I'd be glad to take your money
I don't care about your wealth, but I could accept it as a way of manipulating or testing you
But gladder to burn it all away
I'm more interested in spending or destroying the money than in saving or investing it
So won't you put my dick in plastic
I'm willing to be objectified or subjected to extreme conditions or experiments, if that's what you desire
And put my brain in a jar
I'm curious or scared about what could happen if my mind or consciousness was isolated or preserved
If there's something left of my spirit
If there's a part of me that survives or persists after my body or mind is gone
It'll find you where you are
It may haunt or inspire you, or influence your destiny or legacy
Still so goddamn hungry
I'm still craving more, after all this time and consumption
I'm feeding off my own bones
I'm sacrificing myself, my values, or my resources to sustain my appetite or addiction
So lay me out in my crater
Let me rest or die in the place where I belong or feel comfortable
And nuke me 'til I glow
Destroy me or expose me to the most extreme, violent, or transformative force available
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DAVID WYNDORF
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Jonsephar
3:46 and out... fucking fantastic!!! As the rest of the album of course
Jed Ediah
I lost my physical copy along time ago, Iâm in heaven right now revisiting this masterpiece đ
MultiMiracleMan
It's about fuckin time someone commented on this masterpiece!
CO MICS
11 years later and Still rulz!, My last concert before COVID also was only powertrip !
Paul Kruger
9 years later . Still fantastic.
BoyfromSevilla
MM is one of those bands that are 0% bullshit, and I can count those bands with my fingers
Alessandro Bettelli
Awesome no other words...
Bryant Thoresen
Ummmm........Perfection.
WulfWeird TheWard
Keep on sellin' me my future and I keep on wearin' my disguise....
Jesse Foster
I strive to live by these words...smile, nod, listen, then do whatever the fuck you were going to do in the 1st place