Here
Pavement Lyrics


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I always dressed for success
But success it never comes
And I'm the only one who laughs
At your jokes when they are so bad
And your jokes are always bad
But they're not as bad as this

Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here

And all the sterile striking
It defends an empty dock you cast away
And rain upon the forehead
Where the mist's for hire if it's just too clear
Let's spend our last quarter stance randomly
Go down to the outlet once again

Painted portraits of minions and slaves
Crotch mavens and one-night plays
Are they the only ones who laugh?
At the jokes when they are so bad
And the jokes they're always bad
But they're not as bad as this

Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here

And all the Spanish candles
They sold away sold have gone away to this
And a run-on piece of mountain
Trembles, shivers, runs down the freeway
I guess she spent her last quarter randomly
We guess, a guess is the best I'll do





Last time, last time is the best time I spent

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Pavement's "Here" are expressive yet vague, telling a story of wasted opportunity and missed chances. The opening lines, "I always dressed for success, but success it never comes," sets the tone of bitter disappointment, with the singer's attempts at achievement never coming into fruition. The juxtaposition of this with the lines, "And I'm the only one who laughs, at your jokes when they are so bad, and your jokes are always bad, but they're not as bad as this" highlight the singer's loneliness and desperation, emphasizing how they will take any form of human interaction, even the bad humor of others.


The prayer mentioned in the chorus is an ironic call to a deity to join in at the ending, suggesting a lack of faith in religion as a means of salvation. The lines that follow evoke an image of a desolate and barren landscape, with the use of the words "sterile," "empty," and "mist for hire," emphasizing this theme. The final stanza brings in a note of regret, with the singer and the woman they are talking about having spent their last quarter of time randomly, forever losing a chance they might have had.


Overall, the lyrics of "Here" explore themes of insecurity, loneliness, and regret, reflecting the anxieties of modern life.


Line by Line Meaning

I always dressed for success
I used to wear formal clothes to impress but I never succeeded.


But success it never comes
Despite my efforts, I never achieved success.


And I'm the only one who laughs
I'm the only person who pretends to find your bad jokes funny.


At your jokes when they are so bad
I laugh at your terrible jokes even though no one else does.


And your jokes are always bad
Your jokes are consistently awful.


But they're not as bad as this
Despite your terrible sense of humor, this situation is worse.


Come join us in a prayer
Let's pray together.


We'll be waiting, waiting where
We will be waiting at a certain place.


Everything's ending here
Everything will come to an end here.


And all the sterile striking
The sterile environment protects the empty dock that you abandoned.


It defends an empty dock you cast away
The vacant wharf is being protected and maintained.


And rain upon the forehead
Raindrops are falling on your forehead.


Where the mist's for hire if it's just too clear
If the atmosphere is too clear, fog machines may be rented to create a misty environment.


Let's spend our last quarter stance randomly
Let's spend the last bit of our money without a specific plan.


Go down to the outlet once again
Let's visit the outlet store again.


Painted portraits of minions and slaves
Artwork depicts subordinates and captives.


Crotch mavens and one-night plays
Sexually-driven people and short-term love affairs dominate the entertainment.


Are they the only ones who laugh?
Do only the promiscuous and temporary relationships find joy in this situation?


At the jokes when they are so bad
Even though the jokes are awful, those people still laugh.


And the jokes they're always bad
The humor offered here is frequently bad.


But they're not as bad as this
The situation is worse than the terrible jokes.


And all the Spanish candles
The colorful, ornate candles popular in Spain.


They sold away sold have gone away to this
The Spanish candles have disappeared or been sold off.


And a run-on piece of mountain
A long and continuous part of the mountain.


Trembles, shivers, runs down the freeway
The mountain is shaking and crumbing away, impacting the freeway.


I guess she spent her last quarter randomly
I assume she spent her last bit of money without a plan.


We guess, a guess is the best I'll do
I can only speculate, but that's the best I can do.


Last time, last time is the best time I spent
The previous experience was the most enjoyable one.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Hipgnosis Songs Group
Written by: Scott Kannberg, Stephen Joseph Malkmus

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@jihoonlee5026

I was dressed for success
But success it never comes
And I'm the only one who laughs
At your jokes when they are so bad
And your jokes are always bad
But they're not as bad as this
Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here

And all the sterile striking it defends an empty dock you cast away
And rain upon your forehead where the mist's for hire if it's
Just too clear
Let's spend our last quarter stance randomly
Go down to the outlet once again

Painted portraits of minions and slaves
Crotch-mavens and one-night plays
And they the only ones who laugh
At the jokes when they are so bad
And the jokes they're always bad
But they're not as bad as this
Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here

And all the Spanish candles they sold away have gone to this
And a run-on piece of mountain travels, shivers, runs, down the freeway
I guess she spent her last quarter randomly
We guess a guess is the best I'll do, I'll do
Last time, last time is the best time I spent



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I always dressed for success
But success it never comes
And I'm the only one who laughs
At your jokes when they are so bad
And your jokes are always bad
But they're not as bad as this

Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here

And all the sterile striking
It defends an empty dock you cast away
And rain upon the forehead
Where the mist's for hire if it's just too clear
Let's spend our last quarter stance randomly
Go down to the outlet once again

Painted portraits of minions and slaves
Crotch mavens and one-night plays
Are they the only ones who laugh?
At the jokes when they are so bad
And the jokes they're always bad
But they're not as bad as this

Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here

And all the Spanish candles
They sold away sold have gone away to this
And a run-on piece of mountain
Trembles, shivers, runs down the freeway
I guess she spent her last quarter randomly
We guess, a guess is the best I'll do

Last time, last time is the best time I spent



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@yondoodle

Discovered this band on a random playlist a few days ago and every song so far has been pure ecstacy.

@egiputrak

Malkmus is a genius lyricist

@yondoodle

@Egi Kurnia The lyrics and instrumentals are amazing. Got any recommendations for similar artists?

@egiputrak

@Yondoodle there's not much i know about slacker band that sounds like pavement, but you can check on Steven Malkmus and The Jicks. And also checkout The Pastels too

@electricblanket1

@Yondoodle check out The Fall

@electricblanket1

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ZkEob55qso

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@hamzanaim0

This song gives me a desperate feeling, reminding me of my last couples days with my university classmates who we used to play it sometimes, I guess this is life and this how it goes, but sometimes you don’t want things to never change.

@filmusikchannel7596

The sound of the innocence and the youth when you were without doubts and there were only friends, concerts and everyone was happy

@marlenekuntzfanclubsimone

Masterpiece ❤🇮🇹

@JeffreyJDavis

Hard to believe this epic woesum melody was released 30 years ago today. I still have the original release.

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