Rosary
Scott Walker Lyrics


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I'll string along
I'll string along
Oo whaoo whaoo whaoo

Come mornings
My beads on a face
A thread
A thong
Oo whaoo whaoo whaoo

We can save it
We can change it
Put it in lines across the room
But we'll never
Stop it bristling
And I gotta quit

With a ribbonless hair
With a wire of snare
Oo whaoo whaoo whaoo

With all the trembling vein
That you can bare
Oo whaoo whaoo whaoo

We can save it
We can change it
Put it in lines across the room
But we'll never
Stop it pimpling
And I gotta quit

Scrape a little pattern
To a sty
I kiss holes for the bullets
In case of thigh
In case of thigh
I kiss holes for the bullets




And I gotta quit
And I gotta quit

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Rosary by Scott Walker have a mysterious and ambiguous quality, which can be interpreted in different ways. The phrase "I'll string along" repeated twice in the beginning of the song could suggest a feeling of being disconnected or disengaged from a situation, but willing to participate anyway. The reference to the rosary in the title indicates a spiritual or religious theme, which is echoed in the lines "My beads on a face" and "With all the trembling vein that you can bare". The use of the plural pronoun "we" implies a shared experience or possibly a relationship that is fraying, as the singer mentions the need to "save it" and "change it".


The imagery in the song ranges from the abstract to the surreal, with lines like "Put it in lines across the room" and "Scrape a little pattern to a sty". The repetition of the scat-like refrain "Oo whaoo whaoo whaoo" adds to the enigmatic quality of the song, allowing the listener to fill in the gaps with their own associations and impressions. The final lines about "kiss[ing] holes for the bullets in case of thigh" could be interpreted as a metaphorical allusion to emotional self-defense or a literal reference to danger and violence.


Line by Line Meaning

I'll string along
I will follow along obediently


Come mornings
Early in the morning


My beads on a face
The beads of a rosary on my face as I pray


A thread
A string


A thong
A type of footwear


We can save it
It is possible to save it


We can change it
It is possible to change it


Put it in lines across the room
Arrange it in straight lines across the room


But we'll never
However, we will never


Stop it bristling
Stop it from being prickly or difficult


And I gotta quit
And I must stop doing it


With a ribbonless hair
Without a ribbon in my hair


With a wire of snare
With a wire trap


With all the trembling vein
With all the nerves trembling


That you can bare
That you can tolerate


Scrape a little pattern
Make a little groove


To a sty
To a pig pen


I kiss holes for the bullets
I make openings for the bullets


In case of thigh
In case I am shot in the leg


And I gotta quit
And I must stop doing it




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Comments from YouTube:

tylenolwalrus

His final live performance, to my knowledge! Thanks for re-uploading.

rural dust

​@Yan Daneveryone is a critic now and it's ruining art because these people have no taste at all.

Yan Dan

He's playing live, ffs. If only people put as much critcal thought into things that matter.

The Art

@Stewart Brand Totally true, yet there are moments that I can't really define when it sounds like genius and then everything goes to hell again...can't stop listening to it though

Stewart Brand

@The Art don't think any artist will ever capture the ultimate goal of pure insanity. This is closer than most music though.

The Art

@mtmusicman85 I'm not surprised as it would have left most people baffled..I don't know if it was a vocal Rimbaudian piece of vocal art or just pure insanity

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Reg Dwight

An artist so ahead of the curve
Will miss him
Always looked forward to a new release from Scott
Amazing artist

Stewart Brand

Not even ahead of the curve cause music hasn't since caught up and probably never will. The fact he was basically the Justin Bieber of his day but decided he cared about the music being great rather than sellable - he is a true fucking artist

Yellow Clouds

You don't have to like this kind of music but the intensity of his words are sublime. Heart filled. Real artistry

Wallace Oscar

One of those songs where you can hear the cries of tortured 16th century monks somehere in the mix

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