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Nearly God (Tricky/Terry Hall) Lyrics
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So I have to hide from everything.
Everybody wants a piece of me.
Rinse the origin and cease to be
Sit back and let it happen,
Let us take your time away
I don't understand you.
I don't want your time of day.
Always walk the whole ways,
Forget the punk, I pack the funk.
I'm gonna take a piece of you.
Making money for good health, but first I learn to see myself
Making money for good health, but first I learn to see myself
You've promised me poems
You've promised me poems
You've promised me poems
I rue the day that I ever met you,
And deeply regret you getting close to me.
I cannot wait to deeply neglect you,
Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me,
You promised me poems.
You might have been my reason for livin'
I gave up ungivin', gave up everything.
We were a right pair of believers
A couple of dreamers, so how come
You hate me?
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
Dreamed of ringing voices,
They contemplated choices.
Taste like a rare kiss,
To heighten my awareness.
With all fairness, greatness, with gratitude.
And simply rhymes with attitude
Now do promotion and TV, and ya still can't see. We
Down the hill cascade
And keep away the masquerade,
Dreamed of ringing voices,
And you promised me poems
And you promised me poems
And you promised me poems
And you promised me poems
The lyrics of Nearly God's song "Poems" speak of the struggle to maintain one's personal and artistic integrity in the face of overwhelming demands and expectations from others. The opening lines of "I confide to anything, so I have to hide from everything" suggest a fear of vulnerability and exposure that make it necessary to keep aspects of oneself hidden. This may be a response to the pressure felt from the repeated requests for public access to the private self ("Everybody wants a piece of me").
The phrase "rinse the origin and cease to be" can be interpreted as a call to relinquish one's true identity in favor of catering to outside demands or expectations, resulting in a loss of authenticity, creativity, and self-worth. Tricky then sings "I don't want your time of day," indicating that he is uninterested in conforming to someone else's expectations, and instead wants to forge his own path, even if it means being disregarded or rejected.
Overall, the song suggests that the only way to preserve oneself and one's artistic integrity in the face of outside pressures is to stay true to one's own creative impulses and to avoid being swayed by external demands or expectations.
Line by Line Meaning
I confide to anything
I trust anyone with everything
So I have to hide from everything.
As a result, I must avoid everything and keep to myself
Everybody wants a piece of me.
Everyone seeks to benefit from me
Rinse the origin and cease to be
Eliminate the source and exist no more
Sit back and let it happen,
Relax and let events unfold
Let us take your time away
Allow us to consume your time completely
I don't understand you.
I am incapable of comprehending you
I don't want your time of day.
I have no interest in your company
If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way,
If you are going to move forward, do so in a manner that reflects your identity
Always walk the whole ways,
Commit to the entire journey
Forget the punk, I pack the funk.
Disregard the insignificant matters; I bring the groove
I'm gonna take a piece of you.
I intend to gain some advantage over you
Making money for good health, but first I learn to see myself
I am striving for financial stability, but first I must gain self-awareness
You've promised me poems
You have guaranteed me your artistry
I rue the day that I ever met you,
I regret the day on which I met you
And deeply regret you getting close to me.
I greatly lament allowing you to become close to me
I cannot wait to deeply neglect you,
I cannot wait to ignore you completely
Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me,
Completely erase you from my memory, I swear to God
You promised me poems.
You guaranteed me your artistic output
You might have been my reason for livin'
You could have been the motivation behind my existence
I gave up ungivin', gave up everything.
I sacrificed what I had previously withheld and gave up all that I possessed
We were a right pair of believers
We were an excellent duo of true believers
A couple of dreamers, so how come
A pair of idealists, but why did
You hate me?
Do you despise me?
Dreamed of ringing voices,
Imagined the sound of melodious singing
They contemplated choices.
They contemplated their options
Taste like a rare kiss,
Feels like an uncommonly enjoyable experience
To heighten my awareness.
To increase my understanding and knowledge
With all fairness, greatness, with gratitude.
With honesty, magnanimity, and appreciation
And simply rhymes with attitude
And straightforwardly aligns with my demeanor
Now do promotion and TV, and ya still can't see. We
Now, even with advertising and television exposure, you cannot recognize us
Down the hill cascade
A swift and unavoidable decline
And keep away the masquerade,
Avoid pretense and falsehoods
Dreamed of ringing voices,
Imagined the sound of melodious singing
And you promised me poems
And you guaranteed me your artistic output
And you promised me poems
And you guaranteed me your artistic output
And you promised me poems
And you guaranteed me your artistic output
And you promised me poems
And you guaranteed me your artistic output
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ADRIAN NICHOLAS MATTHEW THAWS, TERRY HALL
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