Derided by critics early in his career, Weiland was known for his flamboyant and chaotic onstage persona; he was also known for constantly changing his appearance and vocal style, for his use of a megaphone in concerts for vocal effect, and for his battles with substance abuse. Now widely viewed as a talented and versatile vocalist, Weiland has been ranked in the Top 100 Heavy Metal Vocalists by Hit Parader (No. 57).
In 2012, Weiland formed the backing band The Wildabouts. The band received mixed reviews, and some critics and fans noted Weiland's failing health. In December 2015, Weiland died of an accidental drug overdose on his tour bus in Minnesota at the age of 48. Upon his death, many critics and peers offered re-evaluations of Weiland's life and career; those critics included David Fricke of Rolling Stone and Billy Corgan of The Smashing Pumpkins, who identified Weiland as one of the "voices of the generation" alongside Kurt Cobain and Layne Staley.
Studio albums
12 Bar Blues (1998)
Happy in Galoshes (2008)
Cover albums
A Compilation of Scott Weiland Cover Songs (2011)
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year (2011)
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Barbarella
Scott Weiland Lyrics
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I'll masturbate and sing a lullaby
You run the race
I'll pay the miles
You sing the pink love fuzz
And dance the musty queer
I'll stay at home ‘cause I'm the mouse
More deep than space number nine
Can't tell time by telling time
She's so ready I'm so heavy
It's so heavy on me
Can't hold time by holding time
Barbarella
Come and save me from my misery
Can't you see it's a disease
Shoot the bad guys
And I'll gladly sing a tune for you
Lost in space-we could be free
Let go, let God they say
I do believe but not in yours or yours
I just believe it's all the same
Don't know just who I am
Don't know about the lamb
I'm the meat of the feast
Barbarella
Come and save me from my misery
Can't you see it's a disease
Shoot the bad guys
And I'll gladly sing a tune for you
Lost in space-we could be free
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
And all the tangerines
They taste like jelly beans
This must be boring by now
Grab a scale and guess the weight of all
The pain I've given with my name
I'm a selfish piece of shit
Barbarella
Come and save me from my misery
Can't you see it's a disease
Shoot the bad guys
And I'll gladly sing a tune for you
Lost in space-we could be free
Barbarella
Come and save me from my misery
Can't you see it's a disease
Shoot the bad guys
And I'll gladly sing a tune for you
We'll watch Lost in Space on my TV
The lyrics of "Barbarella" are complex and multi-layered, touching on themes of narcissism, addiction, and a longing for redemption. The song is a confession of sorts, with the singer acknowledging his flaws and seeking help. The opening lines set the tone, with the singer suggesting that while the other person is engaged in a game, he will instead masturbate and sing a lullaby. The contrast between the two activities is striking, suggesting a sense of disconnection from the world.
The song continues with references to space, time, and the movie "Barbarella.” The singer seems to be lost in a world that he doesn't understand, one in which he's so high that he can't fly. He longs for someone to save him, but he's not sure who he is or where he fits in the world. He claims to believe in something, but it's not clear what that something is.
The chorus repeats several times, emphasizing the singer's plea for help. He's lost in space and wants to be free, but he can't find a way out of his misery. The final lines of the song suggest that perhaps there is hope, with the singer inviting the other person to watch "Lost in Space" with him. It's a small gesture, but it's a hint that maybe there's a way out of his loneliness and pain.
Line by Line Meaning
You play the game
You manipulate me while I follow your rules.
I'll masturbate and sing a lullaby
I'll do something irrelevant and meaningless when you control everything.
You run the race
You lead the competition.
I'll pay the miles
I'll do the hard work in this relationship.
You sing the pink love fuzz
You express the romantic love we share.
And dance the musty queer
You engage in the unpleasant parts of this love.
I'll stay at home ‘cause I'm the mouse
I'll stay out of the spotlight because you're more dominant.
So high that I can't fly
I'm completely lost and confused.
More deep than space number nine
This love is more profound than anything else in the universe.
Can't tell time by telling time
I can't gauge the passage of time because this love makes me feel timeless.
She's so ready I'm so heavy
While you're excited for this love, I'm burdened by it.
It's so heavy on me
The weight of this love is crushing me.
Can't hold time by holding time
I can't control time, just as I can't control this love.
Barbarella
A fictional character that embodies the idea of a savior.
Come and save me from my misery
I need someone to rescue me from the pain and hardship of this love.
Can't you see it's a disease
This love is crippling and unhealthy.
Shoot the bad guys
Destroy the obstacles that are blocking our love.
And I'll gladly sing a tune for you
I'll support you if you continue to lead this relationship.
Lost in space-we could be free
If we escape reality and our problems, we could experience true freedom.
Let go, let God they say
Sometimes it's best to let go of your worries and let fate decide.
I do believe but not in yours or yours
I believe in a different version of fate than you do.
I just believe it's all the same
Despite our differing opinions, fate ultimately leads to the same outcome.
Don't know just who I am
I'm uncertain of my identity and purpose.
Don't know about the lamb
I'm not sure what the future holds.
I'm the meat of the feast
I'm the one who is sacrificed and consumed by this love.
And all the tangerines
All the beautiful things in life.
They taste like jelly beans
Everything that should be enjoyable in life is bland and unfulfilling.
This must be boring by now
This situation must be tedious and tiresome for you.
Grab a scale and guess the weight of all
Try to understand the extent of the pain I'm feeling.
The pain I've given with my name
The struggles I've caused with my very existence.
I'm a selfish piece of shit
I acknowledge that I've been self-centered and inconsiderate.
We'll watch Lost in Space on my TV
A lighthearted, temporary distraction from our problems.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND, TONY CASTANEDA
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@blujazz10000
He was our Gen-X rock hero. I always considered him to be our American David Bowie. He was a shooting star while he was here. I miss him and his voice.
@christschool
Um no. Maybe for late Gen X'ers, but not for most Gen X'ers. Not even close.
@rawkguy4896
I fucking adore Scott Weiland but I personally think Kurt Cobain is the Gen-X Rock Hero
Above all though, Hank Hill is the true hero and example for Gen-X.
@KadeBronson
He went downhill fast.
@rawkguy4896
@@KadeBronson Heroin will do that. He had a longer run than Kurt and Layne if nothing else
@joelstice2673
@@rawkguy4896 To each their own, but I'll take Scott over Kurt any day of the week.
@damiancazares7994
3 weeks ago Happy Heavenly 56th Birthday Scott Weiland 1967-2015
@joey86bu1
12 bar blues is a masterpiece.
@joebenfield3153
The best song 🎵 that was leaked from 1 man's 💋 forever a classic.
@lauriegiemza4570
very Man Who Fell To Earth