The Hexx
Pavement Lyrics


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Capistrano swallow, answer to your inner voice
And please return,
God installed that radar in your pointy little beak
So you'd return.

Epileptic surgeons with their eyes x'ed out
Attend to the torn up kid.
Salivate and reckon with all the sick things
That you did.

The secondary stumbles cause the cadence of the count
Has lead them astray,
Pray their intuition leads them crashing into bodies
In a perfect way.

But I, I saw you reeling in a parking lot,
I, I saw you rallying round a parking lot,
Line up for the comfort and kick it on the bumper,
Know (no?) there is no leeway
You're standing on the freeway in love,
Motion, you were destined for the paupers grave.

Architecture students are like virgins
With an itch they cannot scratch,
Never build a building till you're 50
What kind of life is that?

Stalled out on an escalator
Wishing which way to return up or down,




My Palestinian nephew got his face blown off
In a dusty craft.

Overall Meaning

The first verse of "The Hexx" by Pavement seems to be addressed to Capistrano swallow, asking it to listen to its inner voice and return home to San Juan Capistrano. The reference to God installing radar in the swallow's beak is likely a nod to the legend that the birds have an innate sense of direction that helps them find their way back to the same place each year. The following lines describing epileptic surgeons attending to a "torn up kid" and "reckoning with all the sick things that you did" are more cryptic in nature and open to interpretation, but could be read as a commentary on the consequences of our actions and the ultimate futility of trying to fix what we've broken.


The second verse introduces new themes and images, including the idea of stumbling or losing one's way due to a flawed rhythm or cadence. The lyrics then take a dark turn with the phrase "pray their intuition leads them crashing into bodies in a perfect way", which suggests a violent or fatal outcome. However, the final lines of the verse hint at a kind of love or connection that transcends this violence, as the singer imagines standing on the freeway "in love" with motion and destined for the "paupers grave."


The third and final verse touches on a few disparate subjects, including the frustration of architecture students who are unable to build anything until they are older, and the surreal experience of being stuck on an escalator without knowing which way to turn. The verse then abruptly turns to a personal tragedy with the mention of the singer's Palestinian nephew who lost his face in a bomb blast. While seemingly unrelated to the rest of the song, this final image underscores the recurring themes of loss, futility, and the inevitability of death.


Overall, "The Hexx" is a cryptic and evocative song that touches on a range of themes and emotions. The images of birds, surgery, and violence are woven together with musings on art, architecture, and personal tragedy to create a complex portrait of the human experience.


Line by Line Meaning

Capistrano swallow, answer to your inner voice
Please follow what you truly desire and return to where you belong.


And please return, God installed that radar in your pointy little beak, So you'd return.
Please go back to the place where you are meant to be, as if it is your destiny.


Epileptic surgeons with their eyes x'ed out, Attend to the torn up kid.
The surgeons have the expertise despite their medical condition, to treat the injured child.


Salivate and reckon with all the sick things, That you did.
Please reflect and take responsibility for all the wrong things you have done.


The secondary stumbles cause the cadence of the count, Has lead them astray, Pray their intuition leads them crashing into bodies, In a perfect way.
Mistakes are made in the process, but it is hoped that the intuition will lead to the desired outcome despite the errors.


But I, I saw you reeling in a parking lot, I, I saw you rallying round a parking lot, Line up for the comfort and kick it on the bumper, Know (no?) there is no leeway, You're standing on the freeway in love, Motion, you were destined for the paupers grave.
You are stuck in a cycle of emptiness and futility, knowing that there is no escape; you are fated to suffer in poverty and entrapment.


Architecture students are like virgins, With an itch they cannot scratch, Never build a building till you're 50, What kind of life is that?
Architecture students are eager to build, but unable to begin until they have learned enough. Waiting so long to pursue your dream is a wasted life.


Stalled out on an escalator, Wishing which way to return up or down, My Palestinian nephew got his face blown off, In a dusty craft.
Feeling halted and unsure of where to go, while realizing the tragedy of someone close losing their life in a senseless act of violence.




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