Little Red Robin Hood Hit The Road
Robert Wyatt Lyrics


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In the garden of England dead moles lie inside their holes
The dead-end tunnels crumble in the rain underfoot
Innit a shame?

Can't you see them?
Can't you see them?
Roots can't hold them
Bugs console them

I fight with the handle of my little brown broom
I pull out the wires of the telephone
I hurt in the head and
I hurt in the acting bone
Now
I smash up the telly with remains of the broken phone
I fighting for the crust of the little brown loaf
I want it I want it I want it give it to me
(I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea)
I lie in the road try to trip up the passing cars
Yes me and the hedgehog
We bursting the tyres all day
As we roll down the highway towards the setting sun
I reflect on the life of the Highwayman yum yum




Now I smash up the telly and what's left of
The broken phone

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Little Red Robin Hood Hit the Road" by Robert Wyatt are enigmatic and seem to deal with the various forms of destruction in the modern world. The opening lines "In the garden of England dead moles lie inside their holes, The dead-end tunnels crumble in the rain underfoot, Innit a shame?" provide a vivid picture of the decay and decline of nature that is happening all around us. The next few lines are equally oblique and suggest that the roots are unable to hold the dead moles, while bugs console them. This metaphorical language is characteristic of Wyatt's music and reflects his interest in surrealism and the unconscious mind.


The rest of the song presents a picture of someone who is frustrated and angry with the modern world. The imagery of the "little brown broom" and the "remains of the broken phone" suggests that the singer is working-class and struggling to make ends meet in a society that values material possessions over people. The line "I hurt in the head and I hurt in the acting bone" further reinforces these feelings of frustration and alienation. The final lines of the song, "Now I smash up the telly and what's left of the broken phone" suggest that this frustration has boiled over into outright rage and destruction.


Overall, "Little Red Robin Hood Hit the Road" is a powerful and introspective song that speaks to the cruelty, decay, and destruction of modern society. Its vivid and poetic language reflects the complexity of these themes and the difficulty of navigating them in our daily lives.


Line by Line Meaning

In the garden of England dead moles lie inside their holes
The life in the garden of England has died, as evidenced by the unmoving moles in their tunnels.


Can't you see them?
Can you not witness the destruction and emptiness around us?


Roots can't hold them
The dead beings cannot stay in the ground, decayed and lifeless.


Bugs console them
Only insects are left to provide any form of interaction or care for the dead and the decay.


I fight with the handle of my little brown broom
I am struggling to keep order amidst the chaos around me, using any tool I can find, even a small broomstick.


I pull out the wires of the telephone
I erase any form of contact with the outside world, disconnecting myself from society.


I hurt in the head and I hurt in the acting bone
Mentally and physically, I am in pain, both aching from the destruction and the need to do something about it.


Now I smash up the telly with remains of the broken phone
I fully embrace the chaos, destroying any remaining communication or entertainment devices for a sense of control.


I fighting for the crust of the little brown loaf
All I have left to fight for is the very basic necessities to survive, like a small piece of bread.


I want it I want it I want it give it to me
The desperation for these bare essentials is overwhelming, as it becomes the only driving force of life.


(I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea)
I will only temporarily hold onto this small bit of sustenance, promising to repay it later.


I lie in the road try to trip up the passing
My destructive behavior has escalated as I now resort to disrupting the lives of others on the road.


Yes me and the hedgehog We bursting the tyres all day
Even other creatures are joining in on this wild and senseless behavior, causing destruction just for the sake of it.


As we roll down the highway towards the setting sun
We continue on this path of destruction, with no clear destination or end in sight.


I reflect on the life of the Highwayman yum yum
Even amidst the madness, I take a moment to ponder the life of a mythological figure known for his criminal and rebellious acts, perhaps wishing for a taste of that same freedom and chaos.


Now I smash up the telly and what's left of the broken phone
I am fully committed to this path of destruction, leaving nothing behind as a link to society or sanity.




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Written by: WYATT

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Kris Scanlon

Wyatt's music was literally at the halfway point between progressive rock and what became the new wave. It leans to either side quite well not dominating either side. That was an amazing feat just very natural and he survived the Punk backlash very well.

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Sterling Cale

No producer/engineer/artist since has dared to craft such an insightful experience. Incredible musicians, powerful minds. This album is what many think they are doing for art

Marco Venieri

il culmine della musica, e la fine di un viaggio. La chitarra che, come un fulmine, spazza via tutto nella prima apocalittica parte; il canto di wyatt come in trance, quasi fosse una profezia quella che canta; gli archi che segnano la fine della tempesta e la rinascita del sole, del giorno; la voce distaccata e surreale, quasi bambinesca, di ivor cutler; la viola di Frith che riporta il brano e l'ascoltatore in un paesaggio marino, come fossimo sulle spiagge rocciose di qualche paese anglosassone. è tutto assoluto

Dr_Goggles_

I heard this song once, at my uncle's house, about 30 years ago. It stuck with me ever since, although I knew it was Ivor Cutler, I didn't know it was Wyatt till now, I've found it again. Brilliant.

MrStevestain

Such an incredible song - a beautiful piece of musical art - Oldfield's guitar is just astounding.

Soft Machine Gaming

Rock Bottom is the greatest album of all time

MattieCooper

A Golden Classic in Music History!

Rokudammela

Questa canzone rappresenta la catarsi, la purificazione dell'uomo dal male dell'esistenza(la prima parte della canzone). Non è una purificazione ideale, ma una rinascita, possibile soltanto scendendo a fondo, immergendosi completamente(il senso dell'immersione è pregnante dell'intero album Rock Bottom), smarrendosi.

DX7036

The unmistakable Oldfield touch. He even put a little snippet from Tubular Bells :D

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