It Won't Ever Be The Same
Neethio Lyrics


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1st Verse:
3 a.m. the last lay
She was a nice babe who could choose
The city started waking for day
And there again the same old news:

Bridge:
The body was found today
The last job done in vain
The pimp didn't know what to say
While the angel's blood ran away (into the rain)

Chorus:
Now it seems the night has taken L.A.'s wildest dream
So many freaks are crying for the most tempting queen
Trying to forget her name they're looking for who's up on the game
Some tart will take her part but it won't ever be the same

2nd Verse:
A few weird fantasies will be missing tonight
The city's gonna lose its head
It's much too late – no place to hide
He does it until they're dead

Bridge:
The body was found today
The last job done in vain
The pimp didn't know what to say
While the angel's blood ran away (into the rain)

Chorus:
Now it seems the night has taken L.A.'s wildest dream
So many freaks are crying for the most tempting queen
Trying to forget her name they're looking for who's up on the game
Some tart will take her part but it won't ever be the same





The same, the same, things will never be the same
But it won't ever be the same

Overall Meaning

Neethio's song "It Won't Ever Be The Same" paints a vivid picture of a city's dark underbelly where a woman known as the "most tempting queen" is murdered ruthlessly. The first verse starts off at 3 a.m. with the inevitable passing of the woman who could choose, marking the end of her wild dreams. The song then focuses on the aftermath of the woman's death, with the chorus emphasizing how her death has left an irrevocable mark on the city. The lyrics suggest that her death has caused a shift in the dynamics of the city, with different players trying to fill the void she has left behind.


The lyrics are evocative and open to interpretation, but one can argue that the song deals with themes of power dynamics, exploitation, and the ever-changing nature of the city. The lines "trying to forget her name they're looking for who's up on the game, some tart will take her part but it won't ever be the same" highlight the transitory nature of the city's power dynamics, where individuals come and go, rise and fall. The song ends with the poignant lines, "things will never be the same, but it won't ever be the same," suggesting a sense of resignation and acceptance of the cyclical nature of life.


Line by Line Meaning

3 a.m. the last lay
It was the final time she was laid before her murder.


She was a nice babe who could choose
The victim was a beautiful woman who had the freedom to choose who she wanted to be with.


The city started waking for day
As the city began to awaken at sunrise.


And there again the same old news:
The same news of a murder that had become all too familiar.


The body was found today
The dead body was discovered on this day.


The last job done in vain
The murderer's final act was all for nothing.


The pimp didn't know what to say
The pimp was at a loss for words upon learning of the victim's death.


While the angel's blood ran away (into the rain)
The victim's blood flowed into the street and was lost in the rain.


Now it seems the night has taken L.A.'s wildest dream
The tragedy of the murder has shattered the city's fantasy of danger and excitement.


So many freaks are crying for the most tempting queen
Those who were drawn to the victim's beauty are grieving for her loss.


Trying to forget her name they're looking for who's up on the game
People are trying to forget about the victim by seeking out another prostitute.


Some tart will take her part but it won't ever be the same
Another prostitute may take the victim's place, but the tragic circumstances of her death cannot be undone.


A few weird fantasies will be missing tonight
Those who had fantasies with the victim will never be able to fulfill them.


The city's gonna lose its head
The city will be in chaos as a result of the murder.


It's much too late – no place to hide
It is too late for the victim to seek safety, as she has already been killed.


He does it until they're dead
The murderer continues his killing until his victims are no longer alive.


The same, the same, things will never be the same
The city will never be the same after the murder.


But it won't ever be the same
The tragic events that transpired will forever change the city.




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Comments from YouTube:

Smile Me

Greattings from Brazil.... I LOVE THIS SONG, for me THE BEST SONG OF 2008!!! *_____* LOVE YOU NEETHIO!!!!!!!!!

Ralf Klein

Ihr habt alle recht. Cooler Song, klasse Video-Clip.

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