I'm Just a Hop Head
Moondog Lyrics


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I'm just a hop-head, and so I'll be till I'm dead.
I started hopping when first I hopped into bed.
I took up hop scotch, which had me hopping all day;
But that was kid stuff, and soon I put it away.
I took up fishing, and when the river was low,
I took to hopping from stone to stone, fish or no.

As I grew older I took up sailing at sea;
Went island-hopping, a navigational spree.
I'm now a space-man; my flying saucer is fast.
Though slow in coming, I'm planet-hopping, at last.




I've reached my limit; no wider worlds to be won.
I'm so unhappy, I wish I'd never begun.

Overall Meaning

The song "I'm Just A Hop Head" by Moondog speaks about an individual who is addicted to "hopping" or jumping from one activity to another. The opening line of the song "I'm just a hop-head, and so I'll be till I'm dead" sets the tone for the rest of the lyrics. The singer explains that they started "hopping" when they were young and just hopped into bed. This could be interpreted as a metaphor for being restless or unable to stay still.


The second line mentions "hop scotch" as an activity that the singer engaged in as a child, and how it was not enough for them. They then move on to fishing and the feeling of hopping from stone to stone, which could signify the need to constantly be moving and searching for something new.


As the singer grows older, they continue to hop from one activity to another. They take up sailing and go island-hopping, but eventually, they graduate to space travel. The singer's final line, "I'm so unhappy, I wish I'd never begun," leaves the impression that their need to hop has not brought them contentment or happiness.


Overall, "I'm Just A Hop-Head" implies that constantly trying out new things might lead to an addiction to novelty and the inability to find satisfaction in any one thing. The song speaks volumes on how people can be addicted to anything!


Line by Line Meaning

I'm just a hop-head, and so I'll be till I'm dead.
I am addicted to the feeling of the literal or figurative act of hopping and will remain so until I die.


I started hopping when first I hopped into bed.
I began a life-long fascination with the act of hopping from a very young age.


I took up hop scotch, which had me hopping all day;
I began playing hopscotch, which kept me hopping all day, but I eventually outgrew it.


But that was kid stuff, and soon I put it away.
I found hopscotch to be childish and moved on to other forms of hopping.


I took up fishing, and when the river was low,
I started fishing and even used the opportunity to hop from one rock to another when the river was shallow.


I took to hopping from stone to stone, fish or no.
I enjoyed the sensation of hopping so much that I continued to do it while fishing, even when there were no fish to be caught.


As I grew older I took up sailing at sea;
I started sailing and used it as another opportunity to hop from island to island.


Went island-hopping, a navigational spree.
I became obsessed with traveling from island to island, which became my main focus while sailing.


I'm now a space-man; my flying saucer is fast.
I am now a space explorer, using my fast flying saucer to venture to new planets.


Though slow in coming, I'm planet-hopping, at last.
Although it took me a long time to achieve, I am now able to travel from planet to planet, which I consider the ultimate form of hopping.


I've reached my limit; no wider worlds to be won.
I have reached the end of the line regarding the possibility of exploring new worlds to hop on.


I'm so unhappy, I wish I'd never begun.
I am extremely unsatisfied with the fact that I have nothing else to explore and wish that I had never started hopping in the first place.




Writer(s): Louis Hardin

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