Pictures of Matchstick Men
Status Quo Lyrics


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When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow
I rush home to bed, I sunk my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning, tired, still yawning
See your face come peeping through my window

Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you

Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction, gone
When will this haunting stop?
Your face, it just won't leave me alone

Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you

You in the sky, you with this guy
You make me cry, you lie
You in the sky, you with this guy
You make me cry, you lie

Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men




Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men

Overall Meaning

The song "Pictures Of Matchstick Men" by Status Quo is an introspective reflection on obsession, and the inability to escape haunting memories of a past love. The opening lines describe the singer's heightened state of awareness, as they look up to the sky and see the eyes of their ex-lover. The vivid imagery of "funny kind of yellow" eyes conjures a surreal and unsettling atmosphere. The singer then retreats to bed, but even as they lay down, they are unable to escape the image of their ex's face, "underneath my pillow." The next morning, the singer is still tired, and sees their ex's face "peeping through my window."


In the second verse, the singer describes the way their ex's image haunts them, even in everyday surroundings. The windows around them echo the ex's reflection, as if they are everywhere at once. The singer is tormented by the question of when this haunting will stop, and expresses desperation for their ex's face to leave them alone. The chorus repeats the image of matchstick men and the ex-lover, suggesting that the singer is unable to think of anything other than the person they have lost.


Line by Line Meaning

When I look up to the sky
Whenever I gaze at the sky above me


I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow
I envision your eyes staring down at me; they seem to have an unusual yellow hue


I rush home to bed, I sunk my head
I hurry back home and bury my head into my pillow


I see your face underneath my pillow
I visualize your face lying just beneath my pillow


I wake next morning, tired, still yawning
I wake up the next morning feeling exhausted and still yawning


See your face come peeping through my window
Once again, I catch sight of your face peeking at me through the window


Pictures of matchstick men and you
I only see images of stick figures, resembling matches, and you in my head


Images of matchstick men and you
In my mind, there are only pictorial representations of stick figures akin to matches, and you


All I ever see is them and you
I am solely able to perceive them and you in any and all circumstances


Windows echo your reflection
The windows reflect your image back at me


When I look in their direction, gone
The moment I turn to look at them, the reflection disappears


When will this haunting stop?
I wonder when this persistent and disturbing feeling will end?


Your face, it just won't leave me alone
Your countenance keeps bothering me and I can't shake it off


You in the sky, you with this guy
You appear as if you're up in the sky, you're also in the company of another man


You make me cry, you lie
You cause me immense heartbreak and you are dishonest


Pictures of matchstick men
Once again, I see stick figures resembling matches


Pictures of matchstick men
The image of these stick figures repeats itself


Pictures of matchstick men
The pictures of these stick figures are inescapable


Pictures of matchstick men
The pictorial representation of stick figures resembles matches, is all I can see




Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Sentric Music
Written by: Francis Dominic Nicholas Rossi

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When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow
I rush home to bed, I sunk my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning, tired still yawning
See your face come peeking through my window
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction gone
When will this haunting stop
Your face, it just won't leave me alone
Pictures of…
You in the sky, you with the sky
You make me cry, your eyes
You in the sky, you with the sky
You make me cry, your eyes



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LYRICS:
When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow
I rush home to bed, I sunk my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning, tired still yawning
See your face come peeking through my window

Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
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Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction gone
When will this haunting stop
Your face, it just won't leave me alone

Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you

You in the sky, you with the sky
You make me cry, your eyes

You in the sky, you with the sky
You make me cry, your eyes

LΓ₯tskrivare: Francis Dominic Nicholas Rossi



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newhotman1001

My girlfriend was playing this record in 1968 at her house and her mother thought the stereo was broken. We still laugh about it today. Great song and was true psychedelic .

Mervyn Drage

Introduced by Saville sex beast and friend of the Royal filth

Peter Paulin

Einfach klasse

Jorge Perez

The beginning reminds me of You Keep Me Hanging On, Vanilla Fudge version

CW

@Adaline Proulx To be fair though, it does.

Sonia Tilbrook

Truly the best of the time , status quo BRILLIANT

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everything will be ok

That Riff is just so hypnotic, powerful, strange, memorable, captivating... once you’ve heard it you can’t forget it.

jimbo hi

Foo fighters would be my first suggestion to do it

jimbo hi

Super earworm love it love it love it someone has to cover this song dude

Drew Hickford

My favourite riff ever ❀

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