The Qemists were originally the drummer, bassist and guitarist in a rock band where they spent a lot of time touring UK and Europe as well as spending a lot of time in the studio. During this time in the rock band in the late 1990s, they acquired an interest in drum and bass and some of the group's early efforts started to get airplay. For many years they were performing in the rock band as their day job whilst producing and DJing drum and bass at night, and this conflict of interests lead to the fusion of the two styles to form The Qemists sound that is known today.
Lost Weekend
Qemists Lyrics
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The stars are out and i'm at home,
Feel like i'm coming alive,
See the knuckles turning white.
It's Friday night and no-ones home,
I'm in this city all alone,
Feel like a carnival tonight,
Strap it up and take a ride, ride, woohoo
And round and round she goes,
And where she stops no-one knows x 2
Feel it coming on, feel it coming on now.
I got your money
Woohoo I got your money
Woohoo I'll treat you honey
Woohoo I'll keep you up for days
I got your sugar,
I'll be your hooker
I'll keep you up for days.
Saturday night i'm fucking stoned, stoned
While all the suckers got the jones, jones
I'm on the freeway gonna blow, blow
The red lights saying, go, go
Saturday night i'm fucking gone, gone
And all my friends are saying don't, don't
The world is flashing like a strobe, strobe
And push the pedal saying woah, woah shit
I got your money
hold on hold on
I'll treat you honey
hold on hold on
I got your money
I got your money
Woohoo I got your money
Woohoo I'll treat you honey
Woohoo I'll keep you up for days
I got your sugar,
I'll be your hooker
I'll keep you up for days.
Its Sunday morning, i'm with you
How did I end up in this room
I'm in a bed that isn't mine,
The walls are closing in tight, tight
It's Sunday morning, i'm with you you
Your voice is like a sonic boom, boom
And round and round she goes,
And where she stops no-one knows
And where she stops no-one knows
And where she stops no-one knows
The Qemists’ song “Lost Weekend” tells a story of a wild weekend that starts on Friday night and goes on until Sunday morning. The song opens with a person who is alone on Friday night but feels like they are coming alive. They are ready for a carnival-night-life, where they can let go of all their inhibitions and have fun. However, they feel lonely, and nobody is there to share their experience, but they still have an urge to move forward.
On Saturday night, the person is stoned, while their friends are warning them not to go too far. They are driving on the freeway, the world flashing like a strobe, and they keep pushing the pedal despite all warnings. When Sunday morning comes, they are in someone else's bed, and they can't remember what happened before, but they are feeling trapped and claustrophobic. The song seems to suggest that the excitement and hedonism of their weekend have led them to some risky behavior and that they are now facing the consequences.
The chorus of the song “Lost Weekend” is focused on the idea of having control over someone or something, which may suggest that the person is addicted to some substance. The lines "Woohoo, I got your money, woohoo, I'll treat you honey, woohoo, I'll keep you up for days, I got your sugar, I'll be your hooker, I'll keep you up for days" suggest that they are under the influence of someone else who can keep them going, possibly a drug dealer, and also implies a high level of decadence.
Overall, the song “Lost Weekend” suggests a story of an individual who is lost in their addiction, hedonistic desires, and cannot escape the cycle of their habits. Despite the person's situation, the song has a fast-paced, energetic sound, portraying the desperation and adrenaline-rush of the weekend's wildness.
Line by Line Meaning
It's Friday night and i'm alone,
I'm alone on a Friday night with nothing to do.
The stars are out and i'm at home,
The sky is clear and I'm stuck at home doing nothing.
Feel like i'm coming alive,
I'm feeling rejuvenated and energetic.
See the knuckles turning white.
I'm anxious and my knuckles are turning white.
It's Friday night and no-ones home,
It's Friday night and no one is available to hang out with.
I'm in this city all alone,
I'm in this city without any company.
Feel like a carnival tonight,
I have the urge to turn up and party all night.
Strap it up and take a ride, ride, woohoo
Get ready and let's party hard tonight.
And round and round she goes,
Things are moving in circles, repeatedly.
And where she stops no-one knows x 2
No one knows where it will end up.
Feel it coming on, feel it coming on now.
I am sensing the excitement building up now.
I got your money
I have your money, so listen to what I say.
Woohoo I got your money
I'm excited that I have your money.
Woohoo I'll treat you honey
I'll treat you well because I got your money.
Woohoo I'll keep you up for days
I'll make sure you stay up for days because of what I provide.
I got your sugar,
I have your sweetened substance.
I'll be your hooker
I'll provide the same services as a prostitute.
Saturday night i'm fucking stoned, stoned
I'm high as hell on Saturday night.
While all the suckers got the jones, jones
Others are craving while I am high.
I'm on the freeway gonna blow, blow
I'm driving on the freeway, and I'm going to get even higher.
The red lights saying, go, go
I'm speeding through the red lights, ignoring the rules and safety.
Saturday night i'm fucking gone, gone
I'm gone, extremely intoxicated on Saturday night.
And all my friends are saying don't, don't
My friends are cautioning me from doing something harmful or dangerous.
The world is flashing like a strobe, strobe
Everything is moving fast like a strobe light.
And push the pedal saying woah, woah shit
I'm pushing the gas pedal harder while trying to control the car.
Its Sunday morning, i'm with you
It's Sunday morning, and I'm with you.
How did I end up in this room
I'm questioning how I ended up in this unfamiliar place.
I'm in a bed that isn't mine,
I'm in a strange bed.
The walls are closing in tight, tight
I'm feeling trapped and suffocated.
Your voice is like a sonic boom, boom
Your voice is so loud and energizing.
And round and round she goes,
Things are moving in circles, repeatedly.
And where she stops no-one knows
No one knows where it will end up.
And where she stops no-one knows
No one knows where it will end up.
And where she stops no-one knows
No one knows where it will end up.
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