Solomon Jones
RJD2 Lyrics


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A bunch of wild boys was hanging around
At the local neighborhood saloon
And some cat kept dropping quarters down in the jukebox
Playing all the favorite tunes

And back by the bar playing cards looking hard
Was big bad Solomon Jones
And watching over his luck
Was the love of his life
Is the lady that was known as Simone

When out of the night which was dark and cold
Into the smoke-filled dimly-lit room
Stumbled in a thug
Who was smelling like bud
And his eyes looked high as the moon

He looked like a man with his foot in the grave
And his lifetime about to be out
Yet he slapped down some hundred-dollar bills on the bar
And he yelled out "drinks on the house"

Now nobody could place where this dude was from
But we knew that he was far from home
But we drank to his health
And the last to drink was big bad Solomon Jones

Now there are some G's
Who just run the streets
And they live life in and out of jail
And such was he, that kind of OG
That looked like he'd been through hell

With his hair in cornrows
A mean mug grill
Like a dog who's day is done
He lit up the green stuff in his cigar
And took hits one by one

Now I got to thinking who this cat could be
And what the hell is- going on
Well I turned around and who was staring at him
The lady that was known as Simone

And the white t-shirt all stained with dirt
He was trying not to be rude
But he was trying to find another
Good song on the jukebox
So he could just set the mood

Have you ever been out in the city streets
With the gang-made players so clear
Where the police and gangsters control the block
And gunshots is all that you hear

When the only sounds are the drums of war
And you left out in the cold
A half-dead man in a half-dead world
And a yellow-brick road to go

Then all of a sudden the music changed
And everyone just held their post â?¨But it felt like a life had been robbed from you
And everything that you held close
Â?¨That someone has stolen the women you love
And that her love was a devil's lie â?¨That your heart was gone and the best thing that you could do is crawl away and die â?¨It's the painful cry of a man's despair deep down in his bones â?¨I guess misery enjoys company, said big bad Solomon Jones

And the stranger turned
And his eyes had burned
In a most peculiar way
And the white t-shirt that was stained in dirt
He sat in to watch me sway

Then his mouth had frowned up in this kind of grin
And he spoke in a voice so clear
"Boys you don't know who I am
And I know that you just don't care"

"Now I'ma say these words
'cause these words are true
And when I'm done here I'll be gone
But one of you boys is a shiesty dog
And his name is Solomon Jones"

Then I ducked my head
And the lights went out
And two guns blazed in the dark
Then I women swooned
And the lights came on
And the two men laced with the starch.

With a bullet in his head
And pumped full of lead
Was big bad Solomon Jones

What a thug from the street




Who was hoeing his heat
And who knows to that lady named Simone

Overall Meaning

The song "Solomon Jones" by RJD2 tells a story about a group of men hanging out in a saloon. The focal point of the story is a man named Solomon Jones, who is playing cards and looking tough. His lady, Simone, is watching over him. The lyrics depict a chaotic scene with a stranger entering the saloon, smelling of weed, and flashing hundred-dollar bills. The stranger accuses Solomon Jones of being a "shiesty dog," and chaos ensues, ending with the death of Solomon Jones.


The lyrics of "Solomon Jones" follow a clear narrative, describing the characters and events in detail. The imagery is vivid, providing a clear picture of the saloon, the men, and the stranger. The song explores themes of violence, betrayal, and despair, painting a grim picture of life in the city. The words "I guess misery enjoys company," spoken by Solomon Jones, capture the bleakness of the situation.


Overall, "Solomon Jones" is a powerful song that tells a compelling story. The lyrics are well-crafted, painting a vivid picture of the story's events. The song is a testament to RJD2's skill as a storyteller.


Line by Line Meaning

A bunch of wild boys was hanging around
There were a group of unruly young men loitering around


At the local neighborhood saloon
They were at a nearby bar or tavern


And some cat kept dropping quarters down in the jukebox
An unknown person continuously inserted money into the jukebox to play songs


Playing all the favorite tunes
The jukebox was filled with popular songs


And back by the bar playing cards looking hard
A man was playing cards with a stern or intense expression


Was big bad Solomon Jones
This man's name is Solomon Jones


And watching over his luck
He was keeping an eye on his cards and his belongings


Was the love of his life
The woman whom he loves was with him


Is the lady that was known as Simone
Her name is Simone


When out of the night which was dark and cold
From the dark and chilly night came a person


Into the smoke-filled dimly-lit room
They entered the room that was filled with smoke and dimly lit


Stumbled in a thug
An individual who is potentially involved in illegal activity walked in clumsily


Who was smelling like bud
This person reeked of marijuana


And his eyes looked high as the moon
Their eyes were extremely red, which is often associated with smoking marijuana or ingesting other drugs


He looked like a man with his foot in the grave
This person appeared to be very sick or on the verge of death


And his lifetime about to be out
They were near the end of their life


Yet he slapped down some hundred-dollar bills on the bar
Regardless of their health status, they had several hundred-dollar bills that they put on the bar


And he yelled out "drinks on the house"
This person offered to pay for everyone's drinks


Now nobody could place where this dude was from
No one knew the origin of this individual


But we knew that he was far from home
It was evident that they were not from the surrounding area


But we drank to his health
Everyone toasted to his health


And the last to drink was big bad Solomon Jones
Solomon Jones was the last person to drink in the toast


Now there are some G's
There are some gangsters


Who just run the streets
They occupy or rule the streets


And they live life in and out of jail
Being in and out of prison is a common aspect of their life


And such was he, that kind of OG
This person was considered an OG or original gangster


That looked like he'd been through hell
Their physical appearance suggested that they have endured a lot of hardship


With his hair in cornrows
His hair was braided in small sections close to the scalp


A mean mug grill
This person had an unapproachable facial expression


Like a dog who's day is done
Like a dog that has just completed a long day of work or activity


He lit up the green stuff in his cigar
He began smoking marijuana


And took hits one by one
He consumed the marijuana by inhaling it systematically


Now I got to thinking who this cat could be
The artist began to wonder who this person was


And what the hell is- going on
They were confused about what was happening


Well I turned around and who was staring at him
Upon turning around, he saw that Simone was looking at the person who had just entered the room


The lady that was known as Simone
Once again, her name is Simone


And the white t-shirt all stained with dirt
The person who had just entered the room had a white shirt that was stained with dirt


He was trying not to be rude
They were attempting to be polite


But he was trying to find another
Despite the polite effort or intention, the person was looking for something else


Good song on the jukebox
He was searching for a good song amongst the ones that were being played


So he could just set the mood
This person wanted to create a specific atmosphere or ambiance


Have you ever been out in the city streets
The singer set up a hypothetical scenario


With the gang-made players so clear
A scenario where individuals who actively participate in gang-related activity are prevalent and easily recognizable


Where the police and gangsters control the block
A situation where both the police and gangsters have power and influence on a specific street


And gunshots is all that you hear
The sound of gunfire is the only noticeable sound


When the only sounds are the drums of war
There are no other sounds except the sounds of war


And you left out in the cold
The person who is experiencing this scenario is feeling isolated and helpless


A half-dead man in a half-dead world
The individual is in a seemingly lifeless world, feeling close to death themselves


And a yellow-brick road to go
They have a long and difficult path ahead of them


Then all of a sudden the music changed
The atmosphere of the room changed abruptly


And everyone just held their post
Everyone stayed in their place without moving


But it felt like a life had been robbed from you And everything that you held close"
This sudden change in atmosphere felt like they had lost everything precious to them


That someone has stolen the women you love
They felt as if someone has taken away a woman who is important to them


And that her love was a devil's lie
In addition to taking the woman they love, they felt as if her love was never genuine to begin with


That your heart was gone
It seemed as if their heart or their emotions had been destroyed


And the best thing that you could do is crawl away and die
The only option that seems plausible in this situation is to give up and escape


It's the painful cry of a man's despair deep down in his bones
This situation created an agonizing pain that was felt throughout the person's being


I guess misery enjoys company, said big bad Solomon Jones
Solomon reflects on how this terrible situation has brought people together who are now in misery


And the stranger turned
The person who had entered the room earlier turned around


And his eyes had burned
Their eyes had a fierce glare or intensity


In a most peculiar way
The person's gaze was odd or strange


And the white t-shirt that was stained in dirt
The person's shirt which was previously described as dirty was still in the same condition


He sat in to watch me sway
The person sat down to watch something specific


Then his mouth had frowned up in this kind of grin
Despite the menacing look in their eyes, their mouth was twisted into a peculiar smile


And he spoke in a voice so clear
They spoke clearly and audibly


"Boys you don't know who I am
This person began to speak to the group of people they had just walked in on


And I know that you just don't care"
They acknowledge that the people in the room do not have any concern for who they are


"Now I'ma say these words
This person is about to speak a message


'cause these words are true
They assure that their words are the truth


And when I'm done here I'll be gone
After delivering their message, they will leave the place


But one of you boys is a shiesty dog
The person accuses one of the boys of being untrustworthy or potentially harmful


And his name is Solomon Jones"
They reveal that the person they accused of being shiesty is Solomon Jones


Then I ducked my head
The singer lowered their head


And the lights went out
The lights in the room suddenly turned off


And two guns blazed in the dark
Two guns began firing in the darkness


Then I women swooned
One of the women in the room fainted


And the lights came on
The lights were then turned back on


And the two men laced with the starch.
Two people with a stern or intimidating demeanor remained in the room


With a bullet in his head
Solomon Jones had been shot in the head


And pumped full of lead
He had been shot multiple times and was lifeless


Was big bad Solomon Jones
Solomon Jones had been killed


What a thug from the street
Solomon Jones was a street thug


Who was hoeing his heat
He was carrying weapons


And who knows to that lady named Simone
It is unclear what the artist is trying to convey with this last line




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: EDWIN M. JR. HAYES, RAMBLE JON KROHN

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

John Dooley

I happened to recite some of the poem The Shooting of Dan McGrew to my son and to my surprise he was familiar with it. Well sort of. A slightly different remake the classic 1907 poem by Robert W. Service. So thank you to Aceyalone & RJD2 for reviving this great classic. And I think recognition needs to be given to the original author.

The Shooting of Dan McGrew
BY ROBERT W. SERVICE
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune;
Back of the bar, in a solo game, sat Dangerous Dan McGrew,
And watching his luck was his light-o'-love, the lady that's known as Lou.

When out of the night, which was fifty below, and into the din and the glare,
There stumbled a miner fresh from the creeks, dog-dirty, and loaded for bear.
He looked like a man with a foot in the grave and scarcely the strength of a louse,
Yet he tilted a poke of dust on the bar, and he called for drinks for the house.
There was none could place the stranger's face, though we searched ourselves for a clue;
But we drank his health, and the last to drink was Dangerous Dan McGrew.

.......



All comments from YouTube:

John Dooley

I happened to recite some of the poem The Shooting of Dan McGrew to my son and to my surprise he was familiar with it. Well sort of. A slightly different remake the classic 1907 poem by Robert W. Service. So thank you to Aceyalone & RJD2 for reviving this great classic. And I think recognition needs to be given to the original author.

The Shooting of Dan McGrew
BY ROBERT W. SERVICE
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune;
Back of the bar, in a solo game, sat Dangerous Dan McGrew,
And watching his luck was his light-o'-love, the lady that's known as Lou.

When out of the night, which was fifty below, and into the din and the glare,
There stumbled a miner fresh from the creeks, dog-dirty, and loaded for bear.
He looked like a man with a foot in the grave and scarcely the strength of a louse,
Yet he tilted a poke of dust on the bar, and he called for drinks for the house.
There was none could place the stranger's face, though we searched ourselves for a clue;
But we drank his health, and the last to drink was Dangerous Dan McGrew.

.......

xoloitsquintli

This album came out right before I took a trip up to Alaska. I loved the song and was surprised when I picked up a book of Robert Service poems and found Acey's inspiration.

tapoutorbleedout09

Could you post "Sound Gun"? thats a tight Aceyalone song

mrsolodowlow

My name is Solomon Jones...... wtf. >_>

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Dope!

Nekrodamus

xD honor

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