Purgatory
Mr. Wobbles Lyrics


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John Mulaney's
Stuck in Purgatory
And smoking cigs and doing lines
Asking Seth if he's ever hurt him
And promising he's fine

And nothing ever makes sense
And nothing ever makes sense
And nothing ever makes sense
And nothing ever makes sense

When teenage girls are crying
Cause you split up with your wife
Teenage girls are crying
Like they ever knew your life
And John's just sipping gin
And banking on the Catholic guilt
To getcha to the good other side

John Mulaney's not sleeping at night
Double checking all the mirrors
Just in case Sartre was right

And teenage girls are crying
Cause you split up with your wife
And teenage girls are crying
Like they ever knew your life
And John's just sipping gin banking
On the Catholic guilt
To getcha to the good other side

John Mulaney's getting better
At least he's trying
And Seth keeps saying
He still loves him
But John's convinced he's lying

And nothing ever makes sense
And nothing ever makes sense
And nothing ever makes sense
And nothing ever makes sense

When teenage girls are crying cause
You split up with your wife
And teenage girls are crying
Like they ever knew your life
And John's just sipping gin
And banking on the Catholic guilt
To get you to the good other side

Did it getcha to the good other side?
Did it get you to the good other side?

Let me know (did it getcha to the good other side?)
Let me know (did it getcha to the good other side?)




Let me know (did it getcha to the good other side?)
(Did it getcha to the good other side?)

Overall Meaning

In Mr. Wobbles's song "Purgatory," the singer describes the experiences of John Mulaney as he finds himself stuck in purgatory, smoking cigarettes and using drugs in an attempt to cope. John Mulaney is haunted by the pain of his past, constantly double-checking mirrors and questioning whether he will ever be able to escape. In the midst of his despair, teenage girls are crying over the breakdown of his marriage, but John dismisses their tears as irrelevant, choosing instead to indulge in gin and rely on his Catholic guilt as a means of redemption.


The repetition of the phrase "nothing ever makes sense" underscores the confusion and disorientation that plague John as he struggles to make sense of his life. He is haunted by his past experiences and unable to find a clear way forward. Despite the reassurances of his friend Seth, John remains convinced that he will never truly be able to overcome the pain he has experienced.


Line by Line Meaning

John Mulaney's Stuck in Purgatory And smoking cigs and doing lines Asking Seth if he's ever hurt him And promising he's fine
John Mulaney is in a state of limbo and is smoking cigarettes and doing drugs while asking Seth if he has caused him any pain, all while insisting that he's alright.


And nothing ever makes sense And nothing ever makes sense And nothing ever makes sense And nothing ever makes sense
John Mulaney is experiencing a sense of confusion and disorientation that persists constantly.


When teenage girls are crying Cause you split up with your wife Teenage girls are crying Like they ever knew your life And John's just sipping gin And banking on the Catholic guilt To getcha to the good other side
Teenage girls are crying over Mulaney's marital split, ignorant to his personal struggles. Meanwhile, Mulaney is casually drinking gin and relying on his Catholic upbringing's guilt to make it to a better place.


John Mulaney's not sleeping at night Double checking all the mirrors Just in case Sartre was right
John Mulaney is plagued by insomnia and constantly checks his mirrors, fearing that philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre's theory of the self is true.


And John's just sipping gin banking On the Catholic guilt To getcha to the good other side
Mulaney continues to drink gin and hope that his Catholic guilt will help him achieve a better afterlife.


John Mulaney's getting better At least he's trying And Seth keeps saying He still loves him But John's convinced he's lying
John Mulaney is attempting to improve his mental state, but is unsure of Seth's affection for him.


And nothing ever makes sense And nothing ever makes sense And nothing ever makes sense And nothing ever makes sense
John Mulaney continues to feel a constant sense of confusion and disorientation.


When teenage girls are crying cause You split up with your wife And teenage girls are crying Like they ever knew your life And John's just sipping gin And banking on the Catholic guilt To get you to the good other side
Mulaney is still relying on his Catholic guilt and hoping for a better afterlife, while teenage girls mourn his marital troubles without any true understanding of his personal struggles.


Did it getcha to the good other side? Did it get you to the good other side? Let me know (did it getcha to the good other side?) Let me know (did it getcha to the good other side?) Let me know (did it getcha to the good other side?) (Did it getcha to the good other side?)
Mulaney is asking if the Catholic guilt has helped him achieve a better afterlife and requesting that someone inform him if it has.




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Written by: Isabel Culpepper

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Scorchie

Take my all
And throw it into the dirt
Burn it down
Make me question what its worth
Out of breath
Double vision, full of hurt
A broken man
Life thrown me at the scorched earth

I think we're stuck in
Purgatory
Hell bound and heaven sent
making deals with the devil
I swear he's my only friend
Can't fall asleep
But I always try to pretend
That were leaving here
In a chariot that the angels sent


Do you feel left out
Torn apart by all the doubt
And was it worth it
The teeth you sunk in just to hurt them
You twist your knife
And wonder why they fight
I hope thry see you
For what you are and the idea that you can never be


I think we're stuck in
Purgatory
Hell bound and heaven sent
making deals with the devil
I swear he's my only friend
Can't fall asleep
But I always try to pretend
That were leaving here
In a chariot that the angels sent

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