Prey
Recoil Lyrics


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Deep down in Louisiana
Way down by the 'cane
Lived a Mambo, name of Queenie
She sure deal out some pain
Like the deep ole' Atchafalaya
Her soul was dark as mud
Suck your life out just like quicksand
Leave you choking on your blood

You better pray boy, pray
Because you're prey boy, prey
You better pray boy, pray
Gotta get down on your knees

Old Sonnier got a shotgun
Mad as he could be
Gon' to shoot young Queenie
The girl would not let him be
No chance to pull the trigger
She had him on his knees




Too late to beg for mercy
Time for him to bleed

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Recoil's song Prey paint a picture of a voodoo queen named Queenie, who lives in Louisiana by the cane. Her soul is dark and ominous like the mud of the Atchafalaya river, and she is known for inflicting intense pain on those who cross her path. The lyrics warn that she will suck the life out of you like quicksand, leaving you to choke on your own blood. The repetition of the line "you better pray boy, pray" creates a sense of urgency and dread, emphasizing the fact that anyone who crosses Queenie is in danger of becoming her prey.


The second verse tells the story of a man named Sonnier who wants to kill Queenie because she won't leave him alone. He takes a shotgun and tries to shoot her, but she has him on his knees before he can even pull the trigger. The lyrics imply that Queenie is too powerful to be defeated by anyone, no matter how determined they are. The line "time for him to bleed" is a chilling reminder that anyone who tries to mess with Queenie will suffer the consequences.


Overall, the song Prey is a cautionary tale about the dangers of getting involved with the supernatural. The lyrics suggest that once you cross the line into the dark world of voodoo, there's no going back. Queenie is a force to be reckoned with, and anyone who underestimates her power will become her prey.


Line by Line Meaning

Deep down in Louisiana
In a location far down south in Louisiana


Way down by the 'cane
Near the sugarcane fields


Lived a Mambo, name of Queenie
A woman who practiced Voodoo, named Queenie, resided there


She sure deal out some pain
She was capable of inflicting immense pain


Like the deep ole' Atchafalaya
Her demeanor was similar to the depth of the Atchafalaya river


Her soul was dark as mud
Her character was gloomy and evil


Suck your life out just like quicksand
She could drain the life out of someone just like they would get sucked into quicksand


Leave you choking on your blood
She would cause people to choke on their own blood before dying


You better pray boy, pray
If you ever encounter Queenie, you should pray to save yourself


Because you're prey boy, prey
She sees people as preys


You better pray boy, pray
The only thing you can do to save yourself is pray


Gotta get down on your knees
To pray authentically for help, one must humble themselves down


Old Sonnier got a shotgun
A man named Sonnier carried a shotgun


Mad as he could be
He was filled with fury


Gon' to shoot young Queenie
He planned to shoot Queenie


The girl would not let him be
Queenie would not let Sonnier carry out his plan


No chance to pull the trigger
He had lost the chance to carry out his intended action


She had him on his knees
Queenie had the power over him


Too late to beg for mercy
There was no mercy left for him to beg for


Time for him to bleed
It was time for Sonnier to die




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Matthew Wilder, Rebecca A Johnson

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