Celebration Guns
Stars Lyrics


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And so tomorrow there will be another number
For the one who had a name
Desert wind and a perverse desire to win
History buried in shame

All the beating drums
Celebration guns
The thunder and the laughter
The last thing they remember
All the beating drums
Celebration guns
The thunder and the laughter
The last thing they remember

And then the next day, how will you know your enemy?
By their color or your fear?
One by one you can cage them in your freedom
Make them all disappear

Six hundred sixty-six hundred sixty days
Two guards for one uncharged
This morning's paper's ink stains my fingers
My hands grow darker everyday

All the beating drums
Celebration guns
The thunder and the laughter
The last thing they remember
All the beating drums
Celebration guns
The thunder and the laughter
The last thing they remember

All the beating drums
Celebration guns
The thunder and the laughter
The last thing they remember
All the beating drums
Celebration guns
The thunder and the laughter
The last thing they remember

Goodnight, sleep light, stranger




Goodnight, sleep light, stranger
Goodnight, sleep light, stranger

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "Celebration Guns" by Stars highlight darker themes of violence and oppression. The opening lines set the tone, as the singer suggests that tomorrow will bring another casualty or victim - another number. The person being referenced is also given anonymity, reduced to a single number rather than a name, emphasizing the dehumanization that is common in situations of violence and oppression. The next line invokes imagery of a desert wind and perverse desire to win, evoking a sense of a battle or conflict being waged.


The chorus speaks to the noise of celebration in the face of this violence, with beating drums and celebration guns. This celebration, however, is not necessarily joyful or righteous; it may simply be a masking or disregard of past traumas. The lines "the last thing they remember" almost suggest a kind of mass amnesia, where the pain of the past is forgotten or ignored in the pursuit of some present pleasure.


The second verse continues this exploration of oppression, with lyrics referencing the caging of enemies and the "disappearance" of those deemed undesirable. The use of "six hundred sixty-six hundred sixty days" creates a sense of endlessness, suggesting that this kind of situation is part of a much larger cycle of abuse and control. The final lines about the ink-stained paper and the singer's growing darkness touch on the idea that this violence and oppression ultimately impacts everyone involved, even those who are complicit in it.


Line by Line Meaning

And so tomorrow there will be another number
There will be another victim, yet another casualty.


For the one who had a name
The victim was a real person with a name and identity.


Desert wind and a perverse desire to win
The sense of victory and power is twisted and warped, like a hot wind in the desert.


History buried in shame
The past is overshadowed by guilt and wrongdoing that has been suppressed and hidden.


All the beating drums
The resounding percussion is a symbol of celebration and excitement.


Celebration guns
The weapons add to the jubilance and festivity, but also hint at the darker side of the situation.


The thunder and the laughter
The noise of merriment and the sound of the firing guns combine to create a fearsome and unforgettable atmosphere.


The last thing they remember
In the midst of the chaos and exhilaration, the final memories are precious and poignant.


And then the next day, how will you know your enemy?
The lines between friend and foe are blurred and uncertain in the aftermath of this violence.


By their color or your fear?
Will someone's appearance or your anxiety determine how you perceive them?


One by one you can cage them in your freedom
By exercising your own liberty, you can restrict someone else's or trap them in a confined state.


Make them all disappear
To annihilate or erase all traces of a person or group.


Six hundred sixty-six hundred sixty days
The long passage of six and a half years, or 6660 days, emphasizes the weight and gravity of the situation.


Two guards for one uncharged
Someone who is innocent or unproven guilty is taken into custody with excessive force and vigilance.


This morning's paper's ink stains my fingers
The physical reminders of the news of yesterday's tragedy are still fresh and tangible.


My hands grow darker everyday
The darkness of the events seems to infect and taint everything, even the artist's own hands.


Goodnight, sleep light, stranger
The final lines, a lullaby of sorts, reveal the lingering sadness and unease beneath the surface.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Amy E Millan, Christopher Allen Seligman, Evan Whitney Cranley, Patrick McGee, Torquil John Campbell

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