The band is a strong satire of the 70s and 80s heavy metal genre and scene, and their music reflects that, with blaring guitars, high vocals, and ridiculous lyrical themes, all of which take the stereotypes of the genre and exaggerate them to comedic extremes.
The first album of the band was a collection of songs made for the film, many of which were featured in the film itself. Their second album (Break Like The Wind) followed many years later, but was greeted with less enthusiasm, partially because people simply weren't interested in the band beyond their characters in the film, and partially because the heavy metal scene had already been killed by grunge by the time of the album's release. A third album, Back from the Dead, was released in 2009.
All three members of the band have continued to pursue their separate careers in film and television.
The first album (This is Spinal Tap) has a pure black cover, in reference to the movie, in which their latest album is forced to have a pure black cover ("none more black"). However, in the movie, the album is called "Smell the Glove," not "This is Spinal Tap."
Spın̈al Tap are played by Michael McKean, Christopher Guest and Harry Shearer. The three also play a folk group called The Folksmen in the film A Mighty Wind.
Spın̈al Tap have appeared in The Simpsons when Homer takes Bart and Milhouse to one of their gigs.
They recently made a 'comeback' appearance at LiveEarth at Wembley in 2007, and appeared on the Main Stage at Glastonbury 2009.
The Majesty Of Rock
Spinal Tap Lyrics
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A beat in the heat of noon;
There's a song as the day grows long,
And a tempo in the tides of the moon.
It's all around us and it's everywhere,
And it's deeper than royal blue.
And it feels so real you can feel the feeling!
The fantasy of roll!
The ticking of the clock,
The wailing of the soul!
The prisoner in the dock,
The digger in the hole,
We're in this together, and ever
In the shade of a jungle glade,
Or the rush of the crushing street,
On the plain, on the foamy main,
You can never escape from the beat.
It's in the mud and it's in your blood
And it's conquest is complete.
And all that you can to is just surrender
To the majesty of rock!
The pageantry of roll!
The crowing of the cock,
The running of the foal!
The shepherd with his flock,
The miner with his coal,
We're in this together, and ever
When we die, do we haunt the sky?
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas?
What then? are we born again?
Just to sit asking questions like these?
I know, for I told me so,
And I'm sure each of you quite agrees:
The more it stays the same, the less it changes!
And that's the majesty of rock!
The mystery of roll!
The darning of the sock,
The scoring of the goal!
The farmer takes a wife,
The barber takes a pole,
We're in this together, and ever
The lyrics to "The Majesty of Rock" by Spinal Tap celebrate the power and ubiquity of rock music. The song describes rock as a force that permeates every aspect of life, from the pulse of the sun to the tides of the moon. The lyrics also suggest that rock is a unifying force that brings people together, regardless of their background or circumstances.
The chorus of the song sums up the central message: "And that's the majesty of rock!/ The fantasy of roll! /The ticking of the clock, /The wailing of the soul! /The prisoner in the dock, /The digger in the hole, /We're in this together, and ever." The lyrics suggest that even in the darkest moments of life, rock music can provide solace and a sense of community.
Overall, "The Majesty of Rock" is a celebration of the power and enduring appeal of rock music. It suggests that rock is much more than just a genre of music; it is a force that can transform lives and bring people together.
Line by Line Meaning
There's a pulse in the new-born sun;
The sunrise brings a sense of energy.
A beat in the heat of noon;
The midday heat carries with it a rhythm.
There's a song as the day grows long,
The passing of time is accompanied by music.
And a tempo in the tides of the moon.
Even the movement of the ocean is rhythmic and musical.
It's all around us and it's everywhere,
This musical quality is pervasive.
And it's deeper than royal blue.
It's a fundamental aspect of the world.
And it feels so real you can feel the feeling!
The sensation is palpable.
And that's the majesty of rock!
This is what makes rock music so special.
The fantasy of roll!
It's a magical experience.
The ticking of the clock,
It's even in the sound of everyday life.
The wailing of the soul!
Rock taps into deep emotions.
The prisoner in the dock,
Even those who are captive can experience rock's power.
The digger in the hole,
Even those doing backbreaking work can experience rock's power.
We're in this together, and ever
Rock music unites us.
In the shade of a jungle glade,
Rock is even present in nature.
Or the rush of the crushing street,
It's present in the noisy city too.
On the plain, on the foamy main,
It's present everywhere.
You can never escape from the beat.
Its presence is inescapable.
It's in the mud and it's in your blood
Rock music is deeply ingrained in our culture.
And it's conquest is complete.
It has taken control of our hearts.
And all that you can to is just surrender
Resistance is futile.
The pageantry of roll!
Rock is a grand spectacle.
The crowing of the cock,
Even the sound of farm animals is musical when put to the rhythm of rock.
The running of the foal!
Even the playful movements of baby animals can match the beat of rock music.
The shepherd with his flock,
Even those tending to sheep can be moved by rock music.
The miner with his coal,
Even those doing hard manual labor can be moved by rock music.
When we die, do we haunt the sky?
Is our existence eternal and ethereal?
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas?
Is there an afterlife that exists in the depths of the ocean?
What then? are we born again?
Is reincarnation a possibility?
Just to sit asking questions like these?
Are we doomed to eternal uncertainty?
I know, for I told me so,
The answer comes from within.
And I'm sure each of you quite agrees:
Everyone has their own understanding of the mystery of life.
The more it stays the same, the less it changes!
Despite all our questions, some things in life remain constant.
The mystery of roll!
Rock music continues to mystify us.
The darning of the sock,
Even the mundane tasks of life are accompanied by a rhythm.
The scoring of the goal!
Rock music can even be heard in the excitement of sports.
The farmer takes a wife,
Even life's happy moments can be celebrated with rock music.
The barber takes a pole,
Even a barber's work can be accompanied by rock music.
We're in this together, and ever
Rock music remains a unifying force.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHRISTOPHER GUEST, HARRY SHEARER, MICHAEL JOHN MCKEAN
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Morgan LeFeyo
There's a pulse in the new-born sun
A beat in the heat of noon
There's a song as the day grows long
And a tempo in the tides of the moon
It's all around us and it's everywhere
And it's deeper than Royal blue
And it feels so real you can feel the feeling
And that's the Majesty of Rock
The fantasy of Roll
The ticking of the clock
The wailing of the soul
The prisoner in the dock
The digger in the hole
We're in this together... and ever
In the shade of a jungle glade
Or the rush of the crushing street
On the plain, on the foamy main
You can never escape from the beat
It's in the mud and it's in your blood
And its conquest is complete
And all that you can do is just surrender
To the Majesty of Rock
The Pageantry of Roll
The crowing of the cock
The running of the foal
The shepherd with his flock
The miner with his coal
We're in this together... and ever
When we die, do we haunt the sky?
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas?
What then? Are we born again?
Just to sit asking questions like these?
I know, for I told me so
And I'm sure each of you quite agrees
The more it stays the same, the less it changes
And that's the Majesty of Rock
The Mystery of Roll
The darning of the sock
The scoring of the goal
The farmer takes a wife
The barber takes a pole
We're in this together... and ever
tropicwave1
The Majesty Of Rock
Spinal Tap
Album: Break Like the Wind
There's a pulse in the new-born sun;
A beat in the heat of noon;
There's a song as the day grows long
And a tempo in the tides of the moon
It's all around us and it's everywhere
And it's deeper than Royal blue
And it feels so real you can feel the feeling!
And that's The Majesty Of Rock!
The fantasy of Roll!
The ticking of the clock
The wailing of the soul!
The prisoner in the dock
The digger in the hole
We're in this together...and ever...
In the shade of a jungle glade
Or the rush of the crushing street
On the plain, on the foamy main
You can never escape from the beat
It's in the mud and it's in your blood
And its conquest is complete
And all that you can do is just surrender
To the Majesty of Rock!
The Pageantry of Roll!
The crowing of the cock
The running of the foal!
The shepherd with his flock
The miner with his coal
We're in this together...and ever...
When we die, do we haunt the sky?
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas?
What then? Are we born again?
Just to sit asking questions like these?
I know, for I told me so
And I'm sure each of you quite agrees:
The more it stays the same, the less it changes!
And that's The Majesty Of Rock!
The Mystery of Roll!
The darning of the sock
The scoring of the goal!
The farmer takes a wife
The barber takes a pole
We're in this together...and ever...
Written by Christopher Guest, Harry Shearer, Michael John Mckean • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group
Kenji Kitahara
There's a pulse in the new-born sun;
A beat in the heat of noon;
There's a song as the day grows long,
And a tempo in the tides of the moon.
It's all around us and it's everywhere,
And it's deeper than royal blue.
And it feels so real you can feel the feeling!
And that's the majesty of rock!
The fantasy of roll!
The ticking of the clock,
The wailing of the soul!
The prisoner in the dock,
The digger in the hole,
We're in this together, and ever
In the shade of a jungle glade,
Or the rush of the crushing street,
On the plain, on the foamy main,
You can never escape from the beat.
It's in the mud and it's in your blood
And it's conquest is complete.
And all that you can to is just surrender
To the majesty of rock!
The pageantry of roll!
The crowing of the cock,
The running of the foal!
The shepherd with his flock,
The miner with his coal,
We're in this together, and ever
When we die, do we haunt the sky?
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas?
What then? are we born again?
Just to sit asking questions like these?
I know, for I told me so,
And I'm sure each of you quite agrees:
The more it stays the same, the less it changes!
And that's the majesty of rock!
The mystery of roll!
The darning of the sock,
The scoring of the goal!
The farmer takes a wife,
The barber takes a pole,
We're in this together, and ever
Jardani Jovonovich
THIS SONG IS DEDICATED TO ALL THE DRUMMERS THAT GALLANTLY LOST THEIR LIVES IN THE ATTEMPTS OF PERFORMING IT.
Cynthia Klenk
Alas - all that was ever left was a small green globule on the drum throne.... so sad.
metaltomotown
Check this out: I caught Golden Earing opening up for Rush and - "The drummer/percussionist for that band (not RIP Neil Peart) did a summers ault flip over his drum set - as it blew up beneath him!" It was awesome and stole the show. p.s. Sorry Rush. But it's true! 👍😂🤘 AMJ metaltomotown
TommyTwobats
I was waiting for drummer’s head to explode on the last beat.
Ged Headwind
haha . .yea
JENDALL714
My favorite Tap song, they give 111 percent in everything they do! Most bands stop at 110 percent, but Tap goes one more and gives 111 percent, that's dedication! They have played the world and elsewhere!
Aleksander Budzynowski
Most bands stop at 3 percent
Wil McCutcheon
Somebody missed the 'Tap' joke here 🤫 ... shh .., just listen to that sustain 🎸
Morgan LeFeyo
There's a pulse in the new-born sun
A beat in the heat of noon
There's a song as the day grows long
And a tempo in the tides of the moon
It's all around us and it's everywhere
And it's deeper than Royal blue
And it feels so real you can feel the feeling
And that's the Majesty of Rock
The fantasy of Roll
The ticking of the clock
The wailing of the soul
The prisoner in the dock
The digger in the hole
We're in this together... and ever
In the shade of a jungle glade
Or the rush of the crushing street
On the plain, on the foamy main
You can never escape from the beat
It's in the mud and it's in your blood
And its conquest is complete
And all that you can do is just surrender
To the Majesty of Rock
The Pageantry of Roll
The crowing of the cock
The running of the foal
The shepherd with his flock
The miner with his coal
We're in this together... and ever
When we die, do we haunt the sky?
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas?
What then? Are we born again?
Just to sit asking questions like these?
I know, for I told me so
And I'm sure each of you quite agrees
The more it stays the same, the less it changes
And that's the Majesty of Rock
The Mystery of Roll
The darning of the sock
The scoring of the goal
The farmer takes a wife
The barber takes a pole
We're in this together... and ever
Johnny
Their lyrics are always literate and funny.