Jail
Seven Feat. Beverley Knight Lyrics

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I put you in my heart jail
It's a just place to hold you
I don't know how to explain
That I would never hurt you
Maybe it's my obsession
I want to share my fever
But I feel so much pleasure
I'll follow you wherever

I'm alone — keep it all
I'm alone — keep it all
I'm alone — keep it all

No no no no
You got me all wrong
It's not even loved, it's just more

Before I held you, hostage
You were running from my madness
Afraid of all my baggage
Afraid I'll bring you sadness
I beg you with my magic
Ooooh, you wouldn't want another
I give so much attention
But it only bothers you

I'm alone — keep it all

I'm alone — keep it all
I'm alone — keep it all

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Jail" by Seven Feat. Beverley Knight are about the simple pleasure of playing the piano and singing a melody. The singer describes the joy they get from playing the piano in a subtle and nuanced way. They find a lot of pleasure in tickling the ivory keys, and they describe the melody they create as trickling off their lips.

The lyrics emphasize the importance of having a song to sing and a handful of keys to play with. The singer repeats that they like to sing and play in a subtle manner, enjoying the simplicity of the experience. They paint a picture of the piano as a beautiful and elegant instrument that allows them to express themselves in a way that is both melodic and relaxing.

The song encourages the listener to appreciate the small pleasures in life, and to find joy in the simple things. It celebrates the art of playing the piano and singing, and encourages the listener to embrace their artistic side.

Line by Line Meaning

I like to tinkle on an old piana
I enjoy playing an old piano

I like to play it in a subtle mannah
I prefer playing softly and gently

I get a lot of pleasure
Playing the piano brings me much joy

With a spano' keys
Playing with a bunch of keys

Underneath my finger tips
Beneath my fingertips

Tricklin' off o' my lips
A melody coming out of my mouth

A handful of keys
Just a bunch of piano keys

And a song to sing
Along with a tune that I can vocalize

Now how could you ask for more?
What more could anyone want?

Than ticklin' the ivory
Except for the joy of playing the piano

Singin' jive
And also vocalizing in a free-flowing way