It began as a solo project of Spencer Krug, of Wolf Parade fame in 2005. He released the debut album Snake's Got a Leg in July 2005.
The group soon expanded to include Michael Doerksen, Jordan Robson-Cramer of Magic Weapon and formerly XY Lover, and finally Camilla Wynne Ingr formerly of Pony Up. This new line-up released Shut Up I Am Dreaming, in May 2006. In October 2007, the band's third LP Random Spirit Lover was released. A fifth member, Marc Nicol was added to the band in 2008. Sunset Rubdown's third full-band album, Dragonslayer, was released in June 2009.
The band's official website is http://wolfparade.nonstuff.com/sunset-rubdown-biography.
The Men Are Called Horsemen There
Sunset Rubdown Lyrics
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That someone undressed me as professed to me
Explain with their eyes
Ba, dum, bum, ba, da, dum
Ba, dum, bum, ba, da, da, da, dum
I'm sorry 'cause somebody told me to watch
Ba, dum, bum, ba, da, dum
Ba, dum, bum, ba, da, da, da, dum
If I'm sorry, then so are you
Cause I, I go where you tell me to
On horseshoes
The casa nova ran
Toward the eastern lands
His cock was in his hand
You gotta ride away from him
You gotta ride away from him
But if you ride over there
They'll put bows in your hair
They will stand back and
Stare at you, explain with their eyes
Ba, dum, bum, ba, da, dum
Ba, dum, bum, ba, da, da, da, dum
It never occurred to me, and it
It never occurred to me, and it
It never occurred to me, and it
That the men are called horsemen there
Oh, the men are called horsemen there
Oh, the men are called horsemen and
I'm no horseman
Oh, the men are called horsemen and
I'm no horseman
Oh, the men are called horsemen and
I'm no horseman
And I'm no horseman and you are no angel
Oh, I'm no horse and you are no angel
If I was a horse I would
Rush like a leopard
If I was a horse I would
Trample the shepherd, love
If I was a horse I'd have
Bricks in my mane
If I was a horse I would throw up the reins
If I was you
If I was a horse I would throw up the reins
If I was you, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
If I was a horse I would throw up the reins
If I was you, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
But I am no horse and you are no angel
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I said if I was a horse I would throw up the reins
If I was you, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Your hand's in my back
Your hand's on my muscles
Your weight on my back
It keeps me from trouble
But oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
But such weights never did stay
In Madrid, did they
Where someone says, fuck me
Someone else says, okay
You gotta ride me to a pasture
On a ride to kiss all the wings
Where someone says, fuck me
Someone else says, okay
The lyrics of Sunset Rubdown's song "The Men Are Called Horsemen There" appear to be abstract and fragmented, making it challenging to interpret their exact meaning. However, it seems to evoke themes of apologies, self-discovery, and authority. The phrase "so you need me to say that I'm sorry" hints at an unmentioned conflict, while the line "I go where you tell me to on horseshoes" implies submission to control. The mention of horsemen and horses brings to mind the concept of power and status, suggesting questions of identity and hierarchy. The lines "if I was a horse, I'd throw up the reins" and "but I'm no horse, and you are no angel" further allude to the idea of shedding constraints or dependencies to achieve autonomy, adding another layer to the song's interpretation.
Overall, the song's lyrics appear to challenge conventional ideas of control, power, and submission, while also hinting at inner struggles and the difficulty of finding one's place in the world.
Line by Line Meaning
So you need me to say that I'm sorry
You want me to apologize?
That someone undressed me as professed to me
Someone convinced me to expose myself
Explain with their eyes
Communicate silently through eye contact
I'm sorry 'cause somebody told me to watch
I'm apologizing because I was influenced to look out for it
And I watched for it all over Spain with my eyes
I scanned all regions of Spain seeking for something
If I'm sorry, then so are you
If I apologize, then you should too
Cause I, I go where you tell me to
I listen to your directions and act accordingly
On horseshoes
With horseshoes as we move forward
The casa nova ran
The womanizer hastened away
Toward the eastern lands
Heading to the east
His cock was in his hand
He held his genitals
You gotta ride away from him
Escape from him on horseback
But if you ride over there
But if you travel in that direction
They'll put bows in your hair
Your hair will be ornamented with bows
They will stand back and
People will step aside and
Stare at you, explain with their eyes
Observe you intently, indirectly conveying a message with their gaze
It never occurred to me, and it
It never dawned on me that
That the men are called horsemen there
Men are known as horsemen in that place
Oh, the men are called horsemen there
Oh, men go by the title of horsemen in that location
I'm no horseman
I am not a horseman
And I'm no horseman and you are no angel
Neither of us is perfect
If I was a horse I would rush like a leopard
If I were a horse, I would rush at lightning speed
If I was a horse I would trample the shepherd, love
If I were a horse, I would crush the shepherd under my feet, my dear
If I was a horse I'd have bricks in my mane
If I were a horse, I would have bricks in my mane for added strength
If I was a horse I would throw up the reins
If I were a horse, I would throw up the reins and take control
If I was you
If I were in your shoes
But I am no horse and you are no angel
But I am not a horse, and you are not a divine entity.
Your hand's in my back
You're holding me up
Your hand's on my muscles
You're touching my muscles
Your weight on my back
You are weighing me down.
It keeps me from trouble
It helps me to stay out of harm's way
But such weights never did stay
But such burdens were not long-lasting
In Madrid, did they
In Madrid, they did not
Where someone says, fuck me
Where someone utters crude words
Someone else says, okay
And someone else doesn't object
You gotta ride me to a pasture
You must lead me to a grassy field
On a ride to kiss all the wings
On a journey to explore every aspect of life
Where someone says, fuck me
Where someone will use vulgar language
Someone else says, okay
And another person gives approval.
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Camilla Wynne Ingr, Jordan Cramer, Michael Emery Doerksen, Spencer Krug
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