The Truth About Cows
Shiner Lyrics


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The cows have all come home
The shape of things to come
The truth has not been told
Because it don't hold.

The cows are making love
They'll leave when they are done
Asleep and on the ground
Without a sound

I want to wake up and never dream
I want to leave out the memory
Left in the rain and it won't corrode
Don't make me exit the afterglow

The sheep are Styrofoam
They'll go where they are told
They eat what they are sold
Because they don't know

I want to wake up and never dream
I want to leave out the memory
Left in the rain and it won't corrode
Don't make me exit the afterglow

A human stampede

The cows have all gone home
Their bones are made of stone
Collectively or one, they will all run.
And we've been followed home

We go where we are told
We eat what we are sold
Because we don't know





I want to wake up

Overall Meaning

and never dream. These lyrics from "The Truth About Cows" by Shiner seem to describe a bleak and nihilistic view of human existence. The metaphor of cows serves to highlight our apparent lack of agency and autonomy - the cows have all come home, implying that we too are bound to our homes and routines without any real choice in the matter. The truth has not been told because it doesn't hold, suggesting that perhaps there is no objective truth to be found in our lives, or that we are unable to access it. The image of the cows making love and then leaving is a fleeting moment of passion followed by a return to a seemingly meaningless existence.


The singer longs to escape this existence, to "wake up and never dream" or "leave out the memory" that keeps them trapped in a cycle of frustration and despair. Even the sheep, who are traditionally seen as docile and harmless, are described as "Styrofoam" - empty vessels that simply consume whatever is put in front of them. The image of a human stampede suggests that we are herd animals at heart, prone to following the crowd rather than making our own decisions. Ultimately, the cows have all gone home and left behind only their bones, a reminder of our own mortality and fragility.


Line by Line Meaning

The cows have all come home
The situation has reached a certain conclusion


The shape of things to come
What we see is only the beginning


The truth has not been told
The full story has yet to be revealed


Because it don't hold.
Due to its inability to withstand scrutiny


The cows are making love
The creatures are in a state of passion


They'll leave when they are done
Once their desires are satiated


Asleep and on the ground
In a state of rest upon the earth


Without a sound
Silent in their slumber


I want to wake up and never dream
Experiencing the world without illusions


I want to leave out the memory
Avoiding the burden of past experiences


Left in the rain and it won't corrode
Having endured hardships without losing oneself


Don't make me exit the afterglow
Don't let me lose touch with the beauty of life


The sheep are Styrofoam
The ignorant masses are easily molded


They'll go where they are told
Submitting to authority without questioning


They eat what they are sold
Accepting what is given without discernment


Because they don't know
A lack of knowledge leaves them vulnerable


A human stampede
A sense of chaos and uncontrolled energy


The cows have all gone home
The situation has played out


Their bones are made of stone
What remains stands strong and resilient


Collectively or one, they will all run.
Whether alone or together, they will move forward


And we've been followed home
The consequences of our actions have caught up


We go where we are told
Often following the path of least resistance


We eat what we are sold
Consuming what's presented to us without scrutiny


Because we don't know
Ignorance breeds complacency and acceptance




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