At only 8 months old, PEARS (all caps, no "the") is New Orleans' newest pun… Read Full Bio ↴At only 8 months old, PEARS (all caps, no "the") is New Orleans' newest punk band, and have come from deep within the voodoo juju gris gris swamps of the French Quarter to give you fleas/scabies/bedbugs. Their mixture of hardcore riffs, pop-punk melodies, and sludgy breaks creates a sound that belongs to them, only them, shut up.

PEARS released their critically acclaimed album, "Go To Prison", in June 2014, and was released on vinyl in September 2014 via Ryan Young's (Off With Their Heads) podcast/label, Anxious and Angry, and is soon being released in Europe via Gunner Records, and now they are on forever tour to support the album. So get ready, and bring them some birthday cake.

Cumshots
Pears Lyrics

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i am not a chicken

cumshots, random
fleeting tidbit of justification
must write them down
before the final bulb burns out

scribbled, confused

kneel down before high priest of patronization
he bleeds of truce and privlage
billows from his snout

how mighty, how utterly beautiful
the motions a nonchlant charade
im tiny, so swimmingly i stumble
march to the dumbs of bananas on parade

chill out, toke up
expect the unexpectable waning
of siple centricity
that things remain the same
amtrah incubaton on the unmaintainable maintaining
the hurt clings to me bits of glitter, adorned i came

model train set, im at the epicanter
flag down conductor and dose his lemondae

in this armchair, i eat my shit for supper
succumb to quiet, the bananas on parade

Overall Meaning

The song "Cumshots" by Pears is a jarring and abstract piece that speaks to the pressure of fleeting moments and the struggle to hold onto them. The lyrics begin with the assertion that the singer is "not a chicken," implying a sense of confidence and defiance. However, this is juxtaposed with the seemingly random and scattered thoughts about "cumshots" and the need to write them down before they dissipate. This line of thought is interrupted by the image of a "high priest of patronization," someone who embodies power and control, bleeding in defeat. The use of the word "truce" suggests a sense of surrender or compromise, perhaps indicating that even those who hold power are not immune to defeat.

The next stanza describes a sense of awe and admiration for those who are able to move through life with ease, even when it feels like a performance. The singer talks about stumbling and feeling small in comparison, which suggests a sense of inadequacy or struggle. The reference to "bananas on parade" adds to the absurdity and surrealism of the song. The final stanza seems to suggest a resignation to a mundane existence, with the singer eating "shit for supper" and giving in to the "quiet" of the mundane. The reference to a "model train set" and "dosing" someone with lemonade adds to the sense of surrealism and disconnection throughout the song. Overall, "Cumshots" is a challenging piece that speaks to the pressure of holding onto moments, the struggle to find meaning in a chaotic world, and the inevitable sense of defeat that comes with life.

Line by Line Meaning

i am not a chicken
I'm not afraid to express my true self

cumshots, random
Random moments of pleasure

fleeting tidbit of justification
Justification for indulging in fleeting moments of pleasure

must write them down
Capture these moments before they pass

before the final bulb burns out
Before it's too late

scribbled, confused
Frantically jotting down thoughts and feelings

kneel down before high priest of patronization
Succumbing to authority and societal norms

he bleeds of truce and privilege
Those in power are privileged and benefit from a truce with the oppressed

billows from his snout
The high priest's words are full of empty promises

how mighty, how utterly beautiful
Sarcastically marveling at the absurdity of it all

the motions a nonchalant charade
Society's expectations are performative and meaningless