Music Is the Victim
Scissor Sisters Lyrics


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I left my heart in San Fransisco
It's at some motherfucking disco
The people there where dancin' on it
And that's including Ms. Matronic

Hell if music is the victim then so am I
Of lovin' and a cheatin', the snake gon' bite
I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry
If music is the victim then some am I

Of your bad fun
Money's all gone but you need some
Lover's on the phone but the got none
Daddy ain't home from the dog run
And you're riding through the city with a shotgun

I left my bag in Pasadena
Where all them girls was doin' Tina
Them bitches sure where crunked up on it
I said I'd rather smoke some chronic

Hell if music is the victim then so am I
Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite
I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry
If music is the victim then so am I

Of your bad fun
Money's all gone but you need some
Lover's on the phone but the got none
Daddy ain't home from the dog run
And you're riding through the city with a shotgun

I left my man in Houston Texas
Just before he finished breakfast
He said; oh baby fry some more eggs
But I was runnin' on my own two legs

Hell if Jesus had the power than so do I
To rise up from the dead and take up to the sky




I'm bustin' for the money so I get by
If music is the victim then so am I

Overall Meaning

Scissor Sisters’ Music Is the Victim lyrics present an emotional confusion of love, loss, and the all-consuming power of music. The intro talks about the singer leaving their heart in San Francisco and how it's at some “motherfucking disco.” The imagery suggests the singer’s heart is being danced over, even by Ms. Matronic. The chorus reveals the theme of the song, with the line “Hell if music is the victim then so am I.” The phrase suggests that the depth of the singer's emotions has left them just as compromised and hurt as music can be, with the lines “Of lovin' and cheatin', the snake gon' bite. I beg and I scream, and I cuss and I cry.” The following verse talks of leaving their bag in Pasadena, where all the girls were doing Tina, and how it was hard to choose between some chronic and their bag.


The lyrics of the song are metaphorical, with the singer conveying emotions through imagery. The concept of music as “the victim” suggests an enigmatic power that can either hurt or heal, depending on how it is used or abused. The singer talks about their bad fun and how they can barely get by. The third and final verse reveals the singer leaving their man in Houston, Texas, and how the person involved wanted them to do nothing but fry eggs. The lines "If Jesus had the power, then so do I" reflects the singer's confidence in their abilities to rise up from any difficult circumstance or hurt. The final lines, "I'm bustin' for the money so I get by / If music is the victim then so am I," express how the artist keeps going, motivated by the need for money, and acknowledging music as a healing or hurtful force.


Line by Line Meaning

I left my heart in San Francisco
I lost my heart in San Francisco.


It's at some motherfucking disco
It's at a disco where people use curse words.


The people there were dancin' on it
The people at the disco were dancing on my heart.


And that's including Ms. Matronic
Even the singer Ms. Matronic was dancing on my heart.


Hell if music is the victim then so am I
If music is suffering, then I am too.


Of lovin' and a cheatin', the snake gon' bite
Love and cheating can hurt you, like a snake bite.


I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry
I plead, shout, curse and cry from the pain.


Of your bad fun
Your destructive entertainment


Money's all gone but you need some
You've spent all your money but still need more.


Lover's on the phone but they got none
Your lover is on the phone, but they have nothing to offer.


Daddy ain't home from the dog run
Your father is not home because he's at the dog run.


And you're riding through the city with a shotgun
You're driving through the city with a dangerous weapon.


I left my bag in Pasadena
I forgot my bag in Pasadena.


Where all them girls was doin' Tina
Where all the girls were using drugs.


Them bitches sure were crunked up on it
Those women were definitely under the influence.


I said I'd rather smoke some chronic
I said I prefer to smoke marijuana.


I left my man in Houston, Texas
I abandoned my partner in Houston, Texas.


Just before he finished breakfast
Right before he finished his morning meal.


He said; oh baby fry some more eggs
He asked me to cook more eggs for him.


But I was runnin' on my own two legs
But I was running away on my own.


Hell if Jesus had the power then so do I
If Jesus had power, then so do I.


To rise up from the dead and take up to the sky
To resurrect and ascend to heaven.


I'm bustin' for the money so I get by
I'm struggling for money so I can survive.


If music is the victim then so am I
If music is suffering, then I am too.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DEREK GRUEN, JASON SELLARDS, SCOTT HOFFMAN

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