King
Odds And Sods Lyrics
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Strolled among thee
Foundering, listlessly
And over
And betwixt the bushes I found
The one thing every
And on the third day, something
With fanfare and passion, he proclaimed
Hooray! Hooray! Hooray
The lyrics of "King" by Odds And Sods appear to be a commentary on the dangers of greed and the pursuit of power. The opening lines suggest that something that was once plentiful has now been reduced to crumbs, symbolizing the depletion of resources, whether monetary, emotional or otherwise. The reference to "a piece that's small and dumb" inside each head could be interpreted as a comment on the narrow-mindedness of those who prioritize their own gain over the common good of society.
The chorus of the song, "I'll make it mine, I'll be king of the heap," highlights the singer's desire to accumulate as much power and control as possible. The line "It's bulldozing time while you're asleep" suggests that the pursuit of power is ruthless and can come at a cost to others. The repetition of "Turn the wheel" at the end of the song reinforces the idea that the singer is in complete control and is directing the course of events.
The bridge of the song seems to allude to the idea that in the pursuit of power, we often destroy what we were once trying to protect. The line "Losing is the end result of far too many wins" highlights the idea that overexploitation and the disregard for environmental, social, and economic systems lead to a a greater loss in the long term.
Overall, the song seems to be a cautionary tale about the dangers of unchecked greed and the harm that the quest for power can bring.
Line by Line Meaning
There was bread
Something good existed
Now it's crumbs
That good thing is gone or diminished
Inside each head
Within every person's mind
There's a piece that's small and dumb
There's a part of the mind that's simple and ignorant
When something's big and beautiful, give it time
When something is large and impressive, don't rush to destroy it
I'll make it small and dirty
I will intentionally degrade something good
Just to make it mine
So that I can claim ownership over it
I'll be king of the heap
I will be in control
There were pools
Pools existed
Now they're murky
Those pools are now dirty
Gold dust in mud and
Something valuable now mixed with something worthless
Now all our play is work
Our leisure activities are now demanding and unpleasant
Aggression is on every lip like stones on violins
Everyone is talking about violence and conflict
Losing is the end result
Of far too many wins
Frequent success has led to complacency and eventual failure
It's bulldozing time
While you're asleep
I will destroy things while others are unaware
Turn the wheel and breathe the blackened sky
Manipulate and exploit the environment
Hollow out and suck the marrow dry
Exhaust and consume resources completely
Hey, them there hills
Will soon be holes
The hills will be destroyed and removed
I will wear them down with files of gain, and greed, and goals
I will work to break down the hills for my own benefit
Under grass, and rocks, and dirt
It's warm inside the Earth
Below the surface of the Earth is comfortable
That is where I'm going
I'm gonna pack it in my purse
I will take advantage of the earth's resources for personal gain
Turn the wheel
Take control and manipulate your environment
Turn it
Make it work for you
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Stephen Kerr
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Edward Platt
Nice one! Haven't heard this ol' yellow tape for years.
Gaffa G
What's the song called which starts at 57.44, had this on cassette tape yrs ago
Andrew Wood
Whoa King Kurt