Woodcutter
Paul Weller Lyrics


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Sugartown has turned so sour
Its people angry in their sleep
There's more small-town paranoia
Sweeping down its evil sheets

You better give me the chance
I'll cut you down with a glance
Yeh, with my small axe - so help me
And tho' I'm only one
And tho' weak I'm strong
And if it comes to the crunch
Then I'm the woodcutter's son

And I'm cutting down the wood for the good of everyone!

You can tell it's witching hour
You can feel the spirits rise
When the room goes very quiet
And there's hatred in your eyes

You better give me the chance
I'll cut you down with a glance
Yeh, with my small axe - so help me
And tho' I'm only one
And tho' weak I'm strong
And if it comes to the crunch
Then I'm the woodcutter's son

And I'm cutting down the wood for the good of everyone!

There's a silence when I enter
And a murmur when I leave
I can see their jealous faces
I can feel the ice they breathe

You better give me the chance
I'll cut you down with a glance
Yeh, with my small axe - so help me
And tho' I'm only one
And tho' weak I'm strong




And if it comes to the crunch
Then I'm the woodcutter's son

Overall Meaning

In Paul Weller's song "Woodcutter", he tackles small town paranoia and the sense of anger that engulfs a community. Sugartown, as the fictional location is called, is plagued with this angst, and it's evident in the way the people from there interact with one another. The lyrics highlight this, as it talks about how the people are "angry in their sleep" and how "hatred is in their eyes" during the witching hour. However, despite this negative climate, the singer of the song, who is "the woodcutter's son," seeks to make a positive impact. He wants to "cut down the wood for the good of everyone" and is determined to do so, no matter how weak he may seem. He exudes confidence in his ability to cut down those who stand in his path, which is a juxtaposition to the cowardice that some of the townspeople may be experiencing.


The lyrics in "Woodcutter" represent the complexities that come with living in a small town. The singer is seemingly on the outside of the town, looking in, and trying to make a difference. He doesn't want the negativity to continue, and he wants to be the one to change it. It's also important to note the significance of the woodcutter's son, as he's not only representing himself, but his whole family. The power of the smallest things, such as an axe, is highlighted here, emphasizing how small steps can have a significant impact.


Line by Line Meaning

Sugartown has turned so sour
The town of Sugartown has become bitter and unpleasant


Its people angry in their sleep
The people of the town are so angry that their emotions even arise in their dreams


There's more small-town paranoia
The townspeople are plagued by an irrational fear of everyone around them


Sweeping down its evil sheets
This paranoia is spreading throughout the town like a dark cloud


You better give me the chance
You should be careful not to challenge me


I'll cut you down with a glance
I have the power to take you down with just a look


Yeh, with my small axe - so help me
Despite my humble tools, I am capable of great things


And tho' I'm only one
Even though I am just a single person


And tho' weak I'm strong
Despite my perceived weakness, I possess great strength


And if it comes to the crunch
If the situation becomes critical


Then I'm the woodcutter's son
I am capable of doing what is necessary, just like my father the woodcutter


And I'm cutting down the wood for the good of everyone!
I am taking action for the benefit of all, even if it is not popular


You can tell it's witching hour
The time when supernatural forces are at their height can be sensed


You can feel the spirits rise
These forces are causing emotions and energies to become heightened


When the room goes very quiet
A sudden hush can be detected


And there's hatred in your eyes
In this quiet, the artist can detect malice and enmity in the eyes of others


There's a silence when I enter
An eerie calm precedes the arrival of the artist


And a murmur when I leave
After the singer departs, there is a noticeable low-level rumble or whispering


I can see their jealous faces
The singer can sense a covetousness in the expressions of those around them


I can feel the ice they breathe
These envious people are exhaling a negative, cold energy that the artist can sense




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: PAUL JOHN WELLER

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