Tumbling Down
Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel Lyrics


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Gee, but it's hard when one lowers one's guard to the vultures
Now me I regard it's a torturous hardship that smolders
Like a peppermint eaten away
Will I fight, will I swagger or sway?
Hee hee, my lady, she cries like a baby to scolders
See her tumbling down, tumbling down

Hail to the monkey, we're having a funky reunion
Wasted and sunk, he can only have Sunday communion
He got nicotine stains in his eyes
He got nothing to protect but his pride
Oh! smother the kiss or be drownded in blissful confusion
See it tumbling down, tumbling down

Juvenile tale, see the Tintanic sail into Brighton
The Hemingway stacatto, the tragic bravado can frighten
To be here, there and everywhere's fine
But do you have to be so swift all the time
Deliver the dawn to the Moulin-Rouge on the horizon
Watch it tumbling down, tumbling down
Tumbling down, tumbling down

Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues
Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues




Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues
Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues ....

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Steve Harley's song Tumbling Down are complex and poetic. The opening lines, "Gee, but it's hard when one lowers one's guard to the vultures, Now me I regard it's a torturous hardship that smolders," suggest the singer has been hurt by someone they trusted. The metaphor of vultures indicates that this person took advantage of the singer's vulnerability. The second line reinforces the idea that the pain of betrayal is ongoing and burns like acid over time. The singer then questions how they will respond to the hurt, asking whether they will "fight, will I swagger or sway?" This shows that the singer is considering different ways to react to the situation, but they haven't made a decision yet.


The second verse shifts the focus to a monkey who is "wasted and sunk" and can only have "Sunday communion." This suggests the monkey is a lost cause, addicted to something and unable to change. The lyrics then describe the monkey's appearance, with "nicotine stains in his eyes" and "nothing to protect but his pride." The final line of the verse, "Oh! smother the kiss or be drownded in blissful confusion," is ambiguous and could be interpreted in different ways. It could mean that the monkey needs to let go of something to move on or that the singer needs to avoid something to avoid being hurt further.


The chorus, "See it tumbling down, tumbling down, Tumbling down, tumbling down," is repeated throughout the song and suggests that something is collapsing or falling apart. The final lines of the song, "Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues," add to this sense of loss and despair. Overall, the lyrics to Tumbling Down are rich with metaphor and emotion, and showcase Steve Harley's poetic talents.


Line by Line Meaning

Gee, but it's hard when one lowers one's guard to the vultures
It's difficult to expose yourself to those who are waiting to take advantage of you


Now me I regard it's a torturous hardship that smolders
I believe it's agonizing misery that festers


Like a peppermint eaten away, Will I fight, will I swagger or sway?
I feel corroded like a sweet consumed by acid; I'm not sure if I will resist or go along with it


Hee hee, my lady, she cries like a baby to scolders
My woman whimpers like an infant when chided


See her tumbling down, tumbling down
I see her falling apart, collapsing


Hail to the monkey, we're having a funky reunion
Welcome back to the party, even if it's kind of crazy


Wasted and sunk, he can only have Sunday communion
He's down and out, the only thing he's got left is church once a week


He got nicotine stains in his eyes, He got nothing to protect but his pride
His eyes are yellow, he's got nothing to lose except his dignity


Oh! smother the kiss or be drownded in blissful confusion
Stop the love or be swallowed up in a euphoric haze


See it tumbling down, tumbling down
Watch it crumble, fall apart


Juvenile tale, see the Tintanic sail into Brighton
Childish story, like the Titanic sailing into a British seaside town


The Hemingway stacatto, the tragic bravado can frighten
Ernest Hemingway's short, choppy sentences and sad courage can be scary


To be here, there and everywhere's fine, But do you have to be so swift all the time
It's okay to be everywhere, but must you move so fast constantly


Deliver the dawn to the Moulin-Rouge on the horizon
Bring the sunrise to the famous French cabaret in the distance


Watch it tumbling down, tumbling down, Tumbling down, tumbling down
Observing its deterioration, breakdown, crumbling


Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues
Exclamation of disappointment or sorrow resulting from changes to the blues genre


Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues
Exclamation of disappointment or sorrow resulting from changes to the blues genre


Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues
Exclamation of disappointment or sorrow resulting from changes to the blues genre


Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues ....
Exclamation of disappointment or sorrow resulting from changes to the blues genre




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Written by: STEVE HARLEY

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