Blasphemy
Robbie Williams Lyrics

The Egyptians built their pyramids
Many people before us have achieved incredible feats of human ingenuity and creativity

The Romans did what they did
Throughout history, humans have contributed in their own unique ways to the evolution of society

Now everything's come down to this
Despite our past accomplishments, we are left with only ourselves and our relationships

It's just you and I, our kin!
We are left to face the world together, our individual actions affecting not only ourselves but those closest to us

We could send a million to the moon
As humans, we have the power to accomplish great technological feats

But why can't I get on with you?
Yet, despite our advancements, basic human connection and communication still elude us

Cellophane around my mouth
The singer feels that their ability to speak their mind is limited or constrained

Stops the anger sipping out
The artist feels that they are either unable or unwilling to express their anger in a healthy way

Our deaf and dumb dinners
The artist is frustrated by the lack of communication during meals

Gravy in the mud
The artist feels that even basic human rituals are degraded and unsatisfying

No singles, just fillers
The singer feels that their life lacks meaningful experiences or connections

Sometimes I wish I could
The artist expresses a desire for change or escape from their current situation

But I can't behave
The singer feels that they are unable to conform to societal norms or expectations

I know it's not the heathen in me
The singer recognizes that their struggles are not due to some inherent evil or immorality within themselves

It's just that I've been bleeding lately, internally
The singer is dealing with personal emotional pain or turmoil

Don't turn to me, bite your tongue, the torrid weapon
The artist advises the listener to hold back from saying something hurtful or damaging

You could learn a useful lesson
The artist sees an opportunity for growth or personal development in the situation

What's so great about the Great Depression
The singer questions the romanticization of difficult historical events

Is it a blast for you?
The singer challenges anyone who might see the pain and suffering of others as enjoyable or entertaining

Blasphemy
The artist condemns the idea of finding joy or pleasure in the misery of others

Words cut like a knife through Vaseline
The artist feels that their attempts at communication are ineffective or misunderstood

You can't really mean what you mean
The artist questions the authenticity or sincerity of the listener's words

When you say what you say
The singer is skeptical of the listener's intent or purpose in speaking

So tourettes make them come out that way
The artist feels that their words are not under their control, or are involuntary

Wish I was here well I wish you weren't
The singer expresses a desire for either escape or separation from the situation or relationship

Your gift of anger's better burnt
The singer advises the listener to let go of their anger, as it can only cause harm

If nothing's said then nothing's learnt
The singer believes that communication and dialogue are necessary for growth and learning

I thought I wasn't but I'm really hurting
The artist discovers or admits to their own emotional pain or vulnerability

There's gravy in the mud
The artist describes their own disappointments and difficulties with the world

So turn to me, bite your tongue, your torrid weapon
The singer encourages the listener to redirect their anger or frustration in a constructive manner

In a greatness great depression
The singer sees an opportunity for personal growth and perspective during difficult times

It's not a blast for me, it's blasphemy
The artist reiterates their condemnation of anyone who takes pleasure in the suffering of others