Vulcan
Snake River Conspiracy Lyrics


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Fuck you and your stupid smile
You make me want to strangle you
Fuck you and your disco flavor
Hot sauce on your snake skin boots

Hey you forgot your rag bag
Your sixty-nine sedan
Hey you fucking fag hag
Drop trou tossed salad man

Sucking on my thumb just like the child you think I am
You've managed to convince yourself but I don't think you can
Manage me! me, me, me
Life based on a short story

Written by a bitch named Vern
In a maroon velour sweat suit
Playing with your brand new urn
Shit has he lost his mind

Can he see or is he just blind
Sucking on your brains like the zombies want to revive
You could talk me into fucking you but I don't think you'd survive
Survive me! me, Survive me! me

It's your own technique anyway
With all the foam in your mouth when you say...
It's freedom rock baby
Turn it up here's how to order this

Fuck uncle shifter's got the night towel
I'd kiss you but you're covered in piss
Punk are you threatening me
Your style is faulty while mine is the best

Spock have you lost your mind
Are sure full duration is best
I'm sucking on your life just like the hole you're living in
You're complaining all the time but now the sucking really begins





With me!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Snake River Conspiracy's song "Vulcan" are quite aggressive and explicit, targeting someone with multiple insults and profanity. The song's opening lines "Fuck you and your stupid smile, you make me want to strangle you" sets the tone for what appears to be an intense personal grudge against the subject. The lyrics are full of references to various things like snake skin boots, a rag bag, a sixty-nine sedan, and disco flavor that seem to have symbolic meanings, the exact of which are left to the interpretation of the listener. The singer also seems to address the subject's sexuality by calling them a "fucking fag hag" and referring to their sexual preferences.


The chorus of the song repeats the line "Manage me! me, me, me" several times, indicating that the subject cannot control or manage the singer, nor influence their life. The singer also refers to their life as "based on a short story" written by someone named Vern. This could be interpreted as the singer saying that their life is not wholly their own, or perhaps they feel like they are living in a story that someone else has written for them.


As the song progresses, the lyrics become more aggressive, with the singer stating that they are "sucking on your life just like the hole you're living in." It seems as though the singer is holding some sort of grudge or resentment towards the subject, and they are taking pleasure in draining their energy and life force. The ending line "With me!" gives the indication that the singer wants the subject to acknowledge their power.


Line by Line Meaning

Fuck you and your stupid smile
I despise you and your fake happy expression


You make me want to strangle you
Your presence makes me feel so angry and irritated


Fuck you and your disco flavor
I hate your inauthentic style


Hot sauce on your snake skin boots
Your flamboyant look is distasteful and uncomfortable to watch


Hey you forgot your rag bag
You left behind your useless belongings


Your sixty-nine sedan
Your outdated car model


Hey you fucking fag hag
You homosexual who seeks friendship with heterosexuals


Drop trou tossed salad man
You engage in degrading sexual practices


Sucking on my thumb just like the child you think I am
You view me as immature, but I am not, and I despise being treated that way


You've managed to convince yourself but I don't think you can
You are delusional and refuse to accept reality


Manage me! me, me, me
You think you can control me, but you can't


Life based on a short story
Your existence is insignificant and unremarkable


Written by a bitch named Vern
Your life story was written by a contemptible person


In a maroon velour sweat suit
You dress poorly and lack fashion sense


Playing with your brand new urn
You are preoccupied with death and morbidity


Shit has he lost his mind
I can't believe how insane you are


Can he see or is he just blind
You are clueless and ignorant


Sucking on your brains like the zombies want to revive
I am exploiting your intelligence for my benefit


You could talk me into fucking you but I don't think you'd survive
You could convince me to have sex with you, but I would regret it afterwards, and you wouldn't be able to handle it


Survive me! me, Survive me! me
I am a force to be reckoned with, and you are not strong enough to handle me


It's your own technique anyway
The way you behave is entirely your own fault


With all the foam in your mouth when you say...
You are exaggerating or lying


It's freedom rock baby
This song is about freedom and rebellion


Turn it up here's how to order this
This is how you can behave to show defiance and independence


Fuck uncle shifter's got the night towel
I don't care what you say, your suggestions are meaningless


I'd kiss you but you're covered in piss
I don't find you attractive or appealing


Punk are you threatening me
Are you trying to intimidate me?


Your style is faulty while mine is the best
You have poor taste, while I am superior


Spock have you lost your mind
You are acting illogically and irrationally


Are sure full duration is best
Are you certain that your plan will work in the long term?


I'm sucking on your life just like the hole you're living in
I am taking advantage of your vulnerability and weaknesses


You're complaining all the time but now the sucking really begins
You complain a lot, but now you have a real reason to complain


With me!
I am the one who is in charge and dominant




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: SLATER, VALENTINE

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