Live, Seaweed were a full-on rock experience, a bouncing, bounding post-hardcore rock outfit who combined double fast melodic punk with crunching guitars.
One Inch Punch
Seaweed Lyrics
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in the packed room
counting out the heads
want for leave
is his hand upon her waist
know where mine are
i've done worse several times
hands just want to house him
thrust some colors in his face
now payback becomes a fashion
break every object in the place
so these stories are my friends
and they hold me
and if close my hand
fist won't leave
now he can feel like i felt now he can feel like mine
now he can deal what i dealt no he can deal with mine
hands fits into side
hands fits into eye
it's so good...
... the feel is so good
... the fit is so good
i'll be generous with...
The lyrics of Seaweed's song "One Inch Punch" present a tale of jealousy and revenge. The singer is at a party, feeling uncomfortable and resentful of the people around them. They express the desire to scream out and escape the attention of others in the room. The singer notices a man's hand on a woman's waist and compares it to his own, indicating a sense of possessiveness and jealousy.
The singer's thoughts then turn to revenge. They imagine thrusting colors in the man's face and breaking objects in the room, seeking to inflict harm on the one who they perceive as a rival. The singer then claims that these fantasies are their friends, and they hold onto them closely. The song concludes with the singer reflecting on the satisfaction they gain from these violent thoughts and actions. The final lines, "it's so good... the feel is so good... the fit is so good,” suggest that the singer finds fulfillment in their urge to lash out.
Overall, the song explores themes of jealousy, possessiveness, and revenge. The singer's inner turmoil and violent fantasies speak to the destructive power of these emotions.
Line by Line Meaning
can i shriek out every gaze
Can I attract everyone's attention and make them look at me?
in the packed room
In this crowded room.
counting out the heads
Counting how many people are here.
want for leave
Desire to leave this situation.
is his hand upon her waist
Is he touching her intimately?
know where mine are
I know where my hands are and they are not doing anything inappropriate.
i've done worse several times
I have been more inappropriate in the past.
saint can't speak
Even holy people cannot always speak out against injustice.
hands just want to house him
My hands want to grab him and hold him close.
thrust some colors in his face
I want to confront him and make him see things differently.
now payback becomes a fashion
It is now trendy to seek revenge.
break every object in the place
I want to destroy everything around me.
so these stories are my friends
These experiences and memories are all I have.
and they hold me
They comfort and support me.
and if close my hand
And if I make a fist.
fist won't leave
I cannot let go of my anger.
now he can feel like i felt now he can feel like mine
Now he knows how it feels to be objectified and disrespected like I have been.
now he can deal what i dealt no he can deal with mine
Now he can understand what I have gone through and how it has affected me.
hands fits into side
My hands fit perfectly at my sides.
hands fits into eye
My hands fit perfectly over my eyes when I need to hide my true emotions.
it's so good...
It feels so good...
...the feel is so good
The sensation is so satisfying.
...the fit is so good
It feels like the perfect fit.
i'll be generous with...
I will be kind and compassionate towards others, despite my own pain and hardships.
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Sam Squanch
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