Boy Decide
Murder By Death Lyrics


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There's a son he is born
With a silver spoon in his mouth
Go on body admit it
There's got to be something you love
Enough to protect
You tire of things I know but you've got to push on
On, on, on, on, on
Some men crave women and some men crave gold
Some folks die too young and some die too old
Some just want to pass life with liquor and cards
Some work to the top and well some don't get far

Boy, Decide
Boy, Decide
You're too old to fuck around and too young to die
Time to try life on for size

Now the time it has come to pull yourself out of the mud
And fix yourself up
Hell don't you care how you look?
Your mother god rest her she'd spin in her grave if she know what a mess you have made

Some men crave women and some men crave gold
Some folks die too young and some die too old
Some just want to pass life with liquor and cards
Some work to the top and well some don't get far

Boy, Decide
Boy, Decide
You're too old to fuck around and too young to die
Time to try life on for size

Cause you're pissin' into the wind
Squandering the life you were given
Now what will you do?
You're wasting away your life




Digging a hole you can dive into
When you get tired of fighting

Overall Meaning

The song "Boy Decide" by Murder by Death is about a son who is born into a wealthy family and is handed everything on a silver platter. However, regardless of having every opportunity and material possession, the young man lacks direction and purpose, leading him to wallow in self-destruction. The lyrics ask the boy to admit that there must be something he loves enough to protect, even though he may tire of things. The song compares different desires in life, from wanting women, money, or simply passing time with liquor and cards. At this point, the song takes a turning point by urging the "boy" to decide because he is too old to fool around and too young to die. It's time for him to get his life together and try life on for size. The chorus becomes an anthem, asking the young man to decide, and to make the choice that will benefit him in the future.


The message of the song is a call to action for a young man who has everything but still feels empty inside. The lyrics push him to find something that he truly loves and to protect it, work towards it, and give his life a purpose. The analogy of digging a hole to dive into is used to illustrate the self-destructive tendencies of the young man. The song ends with the repeated chorus urging him to try life on for size.


Line by Line Meaning

There's a son he is born
A new child has been brought into this world


With a silver spoon in his mouth
He is born into a wealthy and privileged family


Go on body admit it
You must acknowledge something about yourself


There's got to be something you love
There must be something you really care about


Enough to protect
Enough to defend and guard it


You tire of things I know but you've got to push on
I understand that you get weary of certain things, but you must keep going


On, on, on, on, on
Continuous effort and perseverance is required


Some men crave women and some men crave gold
Different people have different desires in life - love or wealth


Some folks die too young and some die too old
Death can come at any age, either too early or too late


Some just want to pass life with liquor and cards
Some individuals choose to live a simple life filled with alcohol and games


Some work to the top and well some don't get far
Some people succeed in life whereas others don't get very far


Boy, Decide
It's time to make a decision


Boy, Decide
It's time to make a decision


You're too old to fuck around and too young to die
You're at an age where you can't waste time and you still have a lot of life to live


Time to try life on for size
It's time to embrace life and see what it has to offer


Now the time it has come to pull yourself out of the mud
It's now time to pick yourself up and move on from your struggles


And fix yourself up
Take the necessary steps to improve your situation


Hell don't you care how you look?
Don't you care about your appearance or reputation?


Your mother god rest her she'd spin in her grave if she know what a mess you have made
Your mother would be so disappointed if she saw how much of a mess you have made of your life


Cause you're pissin' into the wind
You're wasting your efforts on something that won't yield any results


Squandering the life you were given
Wasting the gift of life given to you


Now what will you do?
What is your next move?


You're wasting away your life
You're not making the most of the time you have been given


Digging a hole you can dive into
You're making things worse for yourself and not helping your situation


When you get tired of fighting
When you get exhausted from struggling




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: MATTHEW TAYLOR ARMSTRONG, SARAH JACKSON BALLIET, ALEXANDER RANDOLPH SCHRODT, ADAM MICHAEL TURLA

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Comments from YouTube:

killtopher

im so glad this song is on here now!!! this song is amazing!

Ryan Charles

I feel this one at my very core.

eiarain

yes! finally someone decided to post this awesome song

Hamerax

Is that a cello?

Haakon Anderson

Hamerax yep

Glberns

Some bands use 4/4 and some bands use more.

Matt S

Time to try 6/8 on for size

To Bue

and this, ironically, is a 3/4...

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