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Beethoven's Funeral
Stop It!! Lyrics
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Unspoken records broken, not true tokens taken.
May I please go deaf, the sight is bad enough.
The vibrations numb, the mute be not dumb.
Two will form a crowed, thousands are allowed.
We all need treatment for these bleeding ears.
Raise your right arm for an excuse.
Wiggle fingers.
If this is good, don't forget your toothbrush, don't forget to write.
Close the sliding door.
I'll think of you as I wait on the ocean floor.
The lyrics of Stop It!!'s song Beethoven's Funeral paint a picture of an overwhelming and chaotic environment, with broken records and thousands of people lined up. The lyrics suggest a sense of unease or even distress, as the singer begs to go deaf to alleviate the overwhelming sights and sounds. The metaphor of broken records implies that the situation is repetitive and never-ending, with no clear resolution in sight. Additionally, the line "two will form a crowd, thousands are allowed," may imply a sense of lost identity or individuality in a sea of people.
The song's lyrics also suggest a certain level of contempt for critics or nay-sayers, inviting them to raise their left arm to complain while the singer raises their right arm for an excuse. The implication is that the critics are not doing anything useful or productive and are only serving to add to the chaos and noise of the situation.
The final lines of the song suggest a longing for escape and peace, as the singer envisions themselves waiting on the ocean floor. Overall, the song creates a vivid and unsettling image of a frenzied and overwhelming environment that is too much to bear.
Line by Line Meaning
Broken records pile up, thousands of people line up.
Lots of people repeating the same thing over and over, but their messages have no real significance.
Unspoken records broken, not true tokens taken.
People are breaking promises and not keeping their word.
May I please go deaf, the sight is bad enough.
The things they are seeing are making them uncomfortable and they wish they could remove one of their senses.
The vibrations numb, the mute be not dumb.
The constant noise is causing them to tune out, but this doesn't mean they don't have anything to say.
Two will form a crowed, thousands are allowed.
You don't need many people to create chaos, but there still seems to be a never-ending supply of those who want in.
We all need treatment for these bleeding ears.
People need to stop listening to all the noise and find a way to get their mental health back on track.
Raise your right arm for an excuse.
People are constantly making excuses for their actions or inactions.
Wiggle fingers.
Performing meaningless actions simply to distract oneself from the chaos around them.
Raise your left for complaints as a critic or nay-sayer.
People are always quick to criticize, but rarely offer any solutions for improvement.
If this is good, don't forget your toothbrush, don't forget to write.
People should appreciate and remember the good things that happen, and take the time to document and reflect on them.
Close the sliding door.
Sometimes it's necessary to shut out the outside world and focus on oneself.
I'll think of you as I wait on the ocean floor.
Taking a break from the chaos and focusing on personal well-being is important, even if it means stepping away from certain people.
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