Dumb Angel
Redd Kross Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

King Arthur he holds his court
The genius wonders what for
Revelations are always ignored

Candy in the currant flow
Telecaster disaster, oh
Is there something that only you know
Dumb angel, can you still fly
With those ugly wings
Pathetic tattered worthless things
Now the sound it has become unclear
Fusing with those voices you hear
Dumb angel, you're going insane

Pimps inspire teenage dreams
Symphonies of Napoleon's scheme
Orchestrated grandiose disease

Dumb angel, can you still fly
With those ugly wings
Pathetic tattered worthless things
Now the sound it has become unclear
Fusing with those voices you hear
Dumb angel, you're going insane

You've smashed your instrument
Silence is so soft and sweet
You turn them on
But there's no one left to please

Find your head
Just remember what you said

What you've gone and done now Dumb Angel
What you've gone and done now Dumb Angel
What you've gone and done now Dumb Angel

Dumb angel, can you still fly
With those ugly wings
Pathetic tattered worthless things
Now the sound it has become unclear
Fusing with those voices you hear




Dumb angel, you're going, you're going, you're going, you're going insane
Going insane

Overall Meaning

The song "Dumb Angel" by Redd Kross is a commentary on the state of the music industry and how it often ignores true talent in favor of commercial success. The first verse mentions King Arthur and a genius wondering why their revelations are always ignored. This could represent the frustration of true artists who have something important to say but are not given a platform to share their message.


The second verse introduces the idea of a "Telecaster disaster" and the question of whether there is something that only the singer knows. This could be a reference to a musician who has a unique and groundbreaking sound but is not appreciated by the mainstream music industry. The chorus, with its questions about flying and pathetic wings, reinforces the idea of someone who is struggling to succeed and feels trapped by their circumstances.


The third verse mentions pimps inspiring teenage dreams and the grandiose disease of orchestration. These lines suggest that the music industry often puts profit and commercial success above artistic merit. The final lines, where the singer has smashed their instrument and turned on people who are no longer there, speak to the sense of disillusionment and loss that can come from pursuing a passion that is not valued by society.


Overall, "Dumb Angel" is a powerful critique of the music industry and the ways in which it can crush people's dreams and limit their potential. The lyrics are poignant and the melody is haunting, making this song a classic that still resonates with audiences today.


Line by Line Meaning

King Arthur he holds his court
King Arthur is presiding over his court


The genius wonders what for
A genius is wondering about the meaning of the situation


Revelations are always ignored
Important revelations are consistently disregarded


Candy in the currant flow
Candy is present in the flow of currants


Telecaster disaster, oh
There is a disaster involving a Telecaster


Is there something only you know
Is there knowledge exclusive to the listener


Dumb angel, can you still fly
A foolish angel is asked if they can still fly


With those ugly wings
Despite having unattractive wings


Pathetic tattered worthless things
The wings are torn and worthless


Now the sound it has become unclear
The sound has become unclear


Fusing with those voices you hear
The sound is combining with other voices


Dumb angel, you're going insane
The foolish angel is going insane


Pimps inspire teenage dreams
Pimps are a source of inspiration for teenage dreams


Symphonies of Napoleon's scheme
Symphonies relate to Napoleon's plans


Orchestrated grandiose disease
There is a planned, large-scale condition like a disease


You've smashed your instrument
The listener has destroyed their instrument


Silence is so soft and sweet
The subsequent silence is relaxing


You turn them on
You re-engage the instruments


But there's no one left to please
Nobody is there to appreciate your performance


Find your head
Regain clarity of thought


Just remember what you said
Recall what was said earlier


What you've gone and done now Dumb Angel
Reflecting on the foolish angel's actions


Going insane
The foolish angel is continuing to lose their mind




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JEFFREY A. MCDONALD, STEVEN SHANE MCDONALD, ROGER J. MANNING, BILL J. BARTELL

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found

More Versions