Small Flowers Crack Concrete
Sonic Youth Lyrics


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Small flowers crack concrete
Narcotic squads sweep through poet dens
Spilling coffee, grabbing 15-yr-old runaway girls
By frazzled ponytail ed hair
And tossing them into backseats of cop cars

The narcs beat the bearded oracles
Replacing tantric love with complete violence

Lights and mirrors dot the city
Ink stained hippies
With boxed lunch and marijuana
Mystery plays of shit and nothingness
Blessed by colors from a black hat

Blue lights search through weeds
Searching for the heart of d.a. levy
And the mind he left behind

What did you expect? Another mystic wreck?
That's what you got crawling
Inside your panic net
What did you bring me? Not a goddam thing yeh
And what did you leave me?
Another tombstone dream, yeh
O salacious mansion, the boys held for ransom
Did you see where he's gone?
The blasted summers dawn
Fucked up in Cleveland, fucked up in Cleveland
Short flight to nothing
Heaven's up to something
Heaven's up to something
Levy's up to something
Levy's up to something

Death poems for the living gods of America
Plastic saxophones bleat
Bleed for nothing, nada

Cops crashing through doors
Infuriated by silver charms of suburban smoke
At war with patches of red dirt glitter




And bluejean fucking
And protest.

Overall Meaning

The Sonic Youth song "Small Flowers Crack Concrete" is a commentary on the societal upheaval of the 1960s and the repression that followed. The lyrics describe police raids on "poet dens" and the violent suppression of free expression. The "narcotic squads" are depicted as aggressors, sweeping through these spaces and capturing young runaways. The bearded oracles, presumably the poets and artists of the era, are beaten and their love and creativity replaced by violence. The blue lights that search through weeds represent the authorities' attempts to find evidence of subversive behavior. The song portrays a society in conflict, where the pursuit of freedom is met by an oppressive state.


The song's lyrics are poetic and dense, filled with allusions and imagery that convey a sense of the disorienting times in which it was written. The song's title, "Small Flowers Crack Concrete," is a metaphor for the power of individual expression to break down the structures of authority. The image of flowers, typically seen as delicate and fragile, suggest that even the smallest acts of resistance can be transformative. The song criticizes the violent methods used by the state to suppress dissent, suggesting that these efforts are ultimately futile in the face of the human desire for freedom.


Line by Line Meaning

Small flowers crack concrete
Even the smallest forms of life can disrupt or break free from the systems that attempt to control them.


Narcotic squads sweep through poet dens
Police forces actively seek to suppress nonconforming art and expression.


Spilling coffee, grabbing 15-yr-old runaway girls
Police use force and violence to detain young and vulnerable individuals, often interrupting their lives in a destructive manner.


By frazzled ponytail ed hair
Police target individuals who outwardly appear as countercultural, with distinctive hairstyles and clothing.


And tossing them into backseats of cop cars
Police take these individuals away to face punishment and potentially lifelong consequences.


The narcs beat the bearded oracles
Police attack and silence individuals who provide alternative perspectives and challenge the status quo.


Replacing tantric love with complete violence
Police use violence as a means to assert control and quash expressions of love or spiritual connection.


Lights and mirrors dot the city
Cities are often illusions or mirages, masking the poverty and struggles of everyday life.


Ink stained hippies
Young people who pursue creativity and self-expression are often marginalized and stereotyped.


With boxed lunch and marijuana
These young people seek comfort and pleasure in simple things, like food and drugs, as a form of rebellion.


Mystery plays of shit and nothingness
Life can seem meaningless and fragmented, with no clear purpose or direction.


Blessed by colors from a black hat
The few moments of happiness or positivity experienced in these environments are often fleeting and temporary.


Blue lights search through weeds
Law enforcement wastes resources targeting harmless activities and citizens, even in places where they are unlikely to find anything illicit.


Searching for the heart of d.a. levy
The police seek to erase the legacy and influence of famous artistic or counter-culture figures.


And the mind he left behind
Even after these figures die, the impact of their work and ideas can continue to shape the world.


What did you expect? Another mystic wreck?
Rebellion and counterculture movements often result in confusion or disappointment, with no clear path forward.


That's what you got crawling
People must continue to move forward despite uncertainty and hardship.


Inside your panic net
Individuals are trapped within societal expectations of conformity, limiting their ability to pursue their own dreams and desires.


What did you bring me? Not a goddam thing yeh
Resistance and rebellion come at a personal cost, often leading to disappointment and little gain.


And what did you leave me? Another tombstone dream, yeh
The rebellion and struggle against societal norms may result in death and destruction, with little gained other than a symbol or legacy.


O salacious mansion, the boys held for ransom
The wealthy and powerful exploit the less fortunate for their own gain, treating them like objects to be bought and sold.


Did you see where he's gone? The blasted summers dawn
People often wander aimlessly, searching for meaning or purpose in life without finding any clear answers.


Fucked up in Cleveland, fucked up in Cleveland
The struggles and hardships of life can be pervasive and ongoing, without respite or relief.


Short flight to nothing
All efforts and pursuits may ultimately lead to a sense of nothingness or hopelessness.


Heaven's up to something
Despite the struggles and hardships, there may be something greater or higher at work beyond our understanding.


Death poems for the living gods of America
The impact and legacy of artistic and creative individuals may continue after they die, with their work being seen as sacred and powerful.


Plastic saxophones bleat
The illusions of modern society can feel hollow and meaningless, with a lack of depth or authenticity.


Bleed for nothing, nada
A sense of futility or emptiness pervades life, with individuals sacrificing without achieving any real progress or gain.


Cops crashing through doors
Law enforcement uses violence and force to maintain the status quo and suppress resistance or rebellion.


Infuriated by silver charms of suburban smoke
The police lash out at anything that challenges their authority, even things as harmless as smoke from suburban homes.


At war with patches of red dirt glitter
The police target and attack anything that diverges from the mainstream and normal, even when it is harmless.


And bluejean fucking
People often rebel and find pleasure in acts that are deemed taboo or inappropriate by mainstream society, such as sex in public or outside of marriage.


And protest.
Individuals may turn to protest and direct action as a means of creating change and rebellion against the status quo.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE

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