Mr Moods is Christian Denis, a beatmaker from canada exploring lots of terr… Read Full Bio ↴Mr Moods is Christian Denis, a beatmaker from canada exploring lots of territories, always playing with good or bad feelings at the same time, the moods are the main material for his songs. He's been making electronic and hip hop music for a couple of years now, building them with samples taken from old vinyls and cd's in any kind of various styles and added his own melodies and beats over them. Sampling is an art, and he compares it to a painting, full of colours and textures. For him the music is a powerful medium to let go his emotions.

Trapped
Mr. Moods Lyrics

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20 long years ridin' somebody's coattails
Watch the vermin go by through a heavy coat of chain mail
So ya wanna change the world out ya still can't decide
They can take away the cash out a fool's got his pride

Everyone must kneel before the man
The leader of the band
Trapped in Toyland

20 odd years since you heard "Revolution"
Feeding your fears with psychological pollution
Everybody in the world tryin' to take you for a ride
So you get behind the wheel just to realize you're blind

Sycophants associates 'n press men
Read the upper hand
Trapped in Toyland

Well it seems like years since anybody knew your name
And you're browin' in your tears out it's all just the same

And it seems such a waste for a man with such pride
But it's obvious reality is eatin' at you insides

Sycophants associates n' press men
Read the upper hand
Trapped in Toyland

Everyone must kneel before the man
The leader of the band
Trapped in Toyland
Where Do I Fit In?

Don't you color me by the way you paint your pictures
I'm happy just the way I am
It's been soaked into my bones, a child under pressure
I'm a bastard of the master plan

I wanna live my life
Don't wanna live a lie
I hear freedom ringin'
Everyone's got a place
But where do I fit in

Don't go sellin' me a dream you can't deliver
Like a dog in a cat suit, it's a poor disguise
Strange little angels a parade of saints and sinners
Greetings from the other side

I wanna live my life
Don't wanna live a lie
I hear freedom ringin'
Everyone's got a place
But where do I fit in

I was walking on glass from thousand broken mirrors
Saw my reflection stare me down
I tried to run, I was going through the motions
I got my feet on solid ground

I wanna live by life
Don't wanna live a lie
I hear freedom ringin'
I wasn't the same as you baby
But take a walk in my shoes

I hear freedom ringin'

Everyone's got a place
But where do I fit in

Overall Meaning

The song Trapped in Toyland by Mr. Moods is loaded with insightful lyrics that paint a picture of a world where people are trapped in a system they cannot escape. The song starts off by describing a person who has been riding on someone else's success for 20 years, watching as vermin passes by through a heavy coat of chain mail. The person wants to change the world but is still undecided, and despite the desire to make a difference, the pride in the person makes it hard for them to let go of the cash. The chorus, "Everyone must kneel before the man, The leader of the band, Trapped in Toyland," makes it clear that everyone is trapped in a system that doesn't allow them to be who they want to be.

The second verse talks about how people have been living in fear for the last 20 odd years, trying to take them for a ride. The person gets behind the wheel, but they are blinded, which makes it clear that they have no control over their life. The song suggests that the press, sycophants, and associates have an upper hand, making it impossible for people to live freely. The bridge of the song, "It seems like years since anybody knew your name, And you're browning in your tears out, it's all just the same," describes how the person has been forgotten and is living a life that is meaningless.

The next verse of the song Trapped in Toyland tells us that we shouldn't be judged by our appearance, and just because we differ from others doesn't mean we should be labeled. It's been soaked into our bones, and we're a product of the 'bastard of the master plan.' We hear freedom ringing, but everyone has a place; the question is, where do we fit in? The lyrics suggest that even though we try to be different and find our place, sometimes we feel like we're walking on glass from a thousand broken mirrors. We might see our reflection stare us down, but we try to keep going, knowing that we'll find our place eventually.

Line by Line Meaning

20 long years ridin' somebody's coattails
For two decades, Mr. Moods has been following someone else's lead

Watch the vermin go by through a heavy coat of chain mail
He's become cynical and detached, watching the world go by without getting involved

So ya wanna change the world out ya still can't decide
Despite wanting to make a difference, he's indecisive about how to do it

They can take away the cash out a fool's got his pride
Even if he loses everything, he won't sacrifice his self-respect

Everyone must kneel before the man The leader of the band Trapped in Toyland
Society expects everyone to submit to the authority figure, which creates a sense of being trapped in a childish, artificial world

20 odd years since you heard 'Revolution'
It's been a long time since Mr. Moods felt passionate about real change

Feeding your fears with psychological pollution
The media and other sources are making him anxious with negative messages

Everybody in the world tryin' to take you for a ride
People are trying to exploit him for their own benefit

So you get behind the wheel just to realize you're blind
When he takes control of his life, he realizes he's not sure where to go

Sycophants associates 'n press men Read the upper hand Trapped in Toyland
He feels that those who flatter those in power, as well as the media, have control over him, keeping him in a childish world of fake smiles and plastic fantasies

Well it seems like years since anybody knew your name And you're browin' in your tears out it's all just the same
Mr. Moods feels insignificant and unnoticed, and is desperate for some kind of change

But it's obvious reality is eatin' at you insides
His emotions are causing him to feel increasingly trapped and tormented by the world around him

Don't you color me by the way you paint your pictures I'm happy just the way I am
Mr. Moods resists societal expectations and external pressures to conform

It's been soaked into my bones, a child under pressure I'm a bastard of the master plan
The system has made him feel like he doesn't fit in, and he resents the way in which society expects him to act

Everyone's got a place But where do I fit in
Although society expects everyone to have a role, Mr. Moods feels lost and unsure of where he fits

Don't go sellin' me a dream you can't deliver Like a dog in a cat suit, it's a poor disguise
He is tired of empty promises and false personas put on to deceive others

Strange little angels a parade of saints and sinners Greetings from the other side
People around him have complex and contradictory personalities, leading to a sense of confusion and disorientation

I was walking on glass from thousand broken mirrors Saw my reflection stare me down I tried to run, I was going through the motions I got my feet on solid ground
He feels overwhelmed by the way society judges and criticizes people, but realizes it's important to stay grounded and true to who he is

I wasn't the same as you baby But take a walk in my shoes I hear freedom ringin' Everyone's got a place But where do I fit in
Mr. Moods feels different from others, but wants people to try to understand him before judging him. He still struggles to fit in to society's expectations, despite wanting to find his place

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JEFF MARTIN, PAUL BRANDON GILBERT, RUSS PARRISH

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