Bone Machine
Pixies Lyrics


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This is a song for Carol

You're into Japanese fast food
And I drop you off with your Japanese lover
And you're going to the beach all day
You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You're looking like
You've got some sun
Your blistered lips
Have got a kiss
They taste a bit like everyone
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh

Your bones got a little machine
You're the bone machine

I was talking to preachy-preach about kissy-kiss
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda and he tried to molest me in the parking lot
Yep, yep yep yep

I think you're pretty
You make me hard
Your island skin
Looks Mexican
Our love is rice and beans and horses lard

Your bones got a little machine
You're the bone machine

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Your bones got a little machine

Overall Meaning

The song "Bone Machine" by Pixies seems to be about a tumultuous relationship between the singer and a woman named Carol. The singer drops Carol off with her Japanese lover and goes to the beach, where she gets sunburned and blistered lips from kissing other people. The singer observes that Carol is pretty even when she's unfaithful. The refrain, "your bones got a little machine, you're the bone machine," is cryptic, but may refer to Carol's ability to move on quickly from infidelity, or perhaps her manipulation of the singer's emotions.


The second verse introduces another character, "preachy-preach," who buys the singer a soda but then tries to molest them in a parking lot. The singer then compliments Carol's appearance, comparing her "island skin" to a Mexican's and their love to "rice and beans and horse's lard." The song ends with more repetitions of the refrain.


Interpretations of the meaning of "Bone Machine" vary widely. Some see it as a commentary on the objectification of women, while others see it as a meditation on lust and jealousy. In an interview with Rolling Stone, singer Black Francis said the song was inspired by a nightmare he had about a woman with a bone machine inside her.


Line by Line Meaning

This is a song for Carol
The song is dedicated to a woman named Carol


You're into Japanese fast food
You like Japanese fast food


And I drop you off with your Japanese lover
I drop you off with your lover who is Japanese


And you're going to the beach all day
You're spending the entire day at the beach


You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You look beautiful even when you're cheating on me


You so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You look beautiful even when you're cheating on me (repeated)


You're looking like
You seem to be


You've got some sun
You have a tan


Your blistered lips
Your lips are sunburned


Have got a kiss
They look like they've been kissed


They taste a bit like everyone
Your lips taste like you've been kissing many other people


Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Vocalization conveying uncertainty or anxiety


Your bones got a little machine
Your body is like a machine, making you move in a certain way


You're the bone machine
Your entire being is like a machine (repeated)


I was talking to preachy-preach about kissy-kiss
I was discussing love with someone who is overly preachy about it


He bought me a soda
He purchased a drink for me


He bought me a soda
He purchased a drink for me (repeated)


He bought me a soda and he tried to molest me in the parking lot
After buying me a drink, he attempted to sexually assault me in the parking lot


Yep, yep yep yep
Vocalization of affirmation or agreement


I think you're pretty
I find you beautiful


You make me hard
You arouse me sexually


Your island skin
Your skin color resembles that of someone from an island


Looks Mexican
Your skin color reminds me of someone from Mexico


Our love is rice and beans and horses lard
Our relationship is nothing special, just ordinary and mundane


Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Vocalization conveying uncertainty or anxiety (repeated)


Your bones got a little machine
Your body is like a machine, making you move in a certain way (repeated)




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Charles Thompson

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