Gossip
Suburban Lawns Lyrics


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I don't believe you
I don't deceive you

Can't you remember?
Your appeal is slum
I don't remember

They are not bad now
These days are cruel
I need some more to run

I will hit your head now
I will hit your head now
I will hit your head now
I will hit your head now

You're a bit chagrin
Languid languor
Oh, stato staunch
Oh, so welkin

Lies, paradox, a parade of rest
Lies, paradox, a parade of rest

Lies, paradox, a parade of rest
Lies, paradox, a parade of rest





Lies, paradox, a parade of rest
Lies, paradox, a parade of rest

Overall Meaning

The song "Gossip" by Suburban Lawns presents a disjointed and experimental collection of lyrics that attempt to convey a sense of confusion, rejection, and aggression. The repeated line "I don't believe you / I don't deceive you" serves as a sort of mantra that expresses the singer's distrust and resentment towards the subject of the song. The chorus, which consists of the phrases "Lies, paradox, a parade of rest" repeated several times, seems to imply a sense of disillusionment and frustration with the world in general.


The rest of the lyrics are more difficult to decipher, as they seem to be a series of disconnected phrases and images that don't easily cohere into a clear narrative or meaning. The line "Your appeal is slum / I don't remember" suggests a sense of alienation or detachment from the subject, while the phrase "You're a bit chagrin / Languid languor" seems to imply a sense of ennui or dissatisfaction. The violent and aggressive phrase "I will hit your head now" is repeated several times, adding a sense of menace and danger to the song.


Overall, "Gossip" by Suburban Lawns is a challenging and thought-provoking song that defies easy interpretation. Its fragmented and often surreal lyrics offer a variety of meanings and interpretations, while the dissonant and experimental music adds to the sense of disorientation and confusion.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't believe you
I doubt the truthfulness of what you say


I don't deceive you
I will not lie to you or give you false information


Can't you remember?
Do you not recall?


Your appeal is slum
Your attractiveness or charm is lacking


I don't remember
I cannot recall


They are not bad now
Things are currently not negative


These days are cruel
The current time period is harsh or unforgiving


I need some more to run
I require additional resources or support to proceed


I will hit your head now
I am going to physically strike your head


You're a bit chagrin
You feel somewhat embarrassed or disappointed


Languid languor
Lackadaisical weariness


Oh, stato staunch
Oh, a firm and resolute condition


Oh, so welkin
Oh, such a heavenly sky


Lies, paradox, a parade of rest
Untruths, contradictions, and routines of inactivity


Lies, paradox, a parade of rest
Untruths, contradictions, and routines of inactivity


Lies, paradox, a parade of rest
Untruths, contradictions, and routines of inactivity


Lies, paradox, a parade of rest
Untruths, contradictions, and routines of inactivity




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