Turn It Down
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So your old man went and called you a degenerate bum
And you stood there crackin' on your cinnamon gun
And your Ma was knockin' at your sister's brains
And you couldn't help thinkin' what she hoped to gain

Just then that freak walked in the door
And knocked me to the floor
You said, hey man, you're on some kind of trip
He said, don't give me no lip

Just turn it down, come on turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it down

Now the suspicious minds of your learned friends
Will eat away at your kind 'til the music ends
And the creep that taught you everything you know
Will hypocritically ask you what the hell you know
He'll go out and mess around, then go home without a sound
You said, hey man, you're some kinda monk
He said, listen here you punk

Just turn it down, come on turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it down

Turn it down, just turn it down
Come on turn it down, I said turn it down
Come on turn it down, just turn it down




I can't take no more of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it down

Overall Meaning

The song "Turn It Down" by Sweet is a tale of rebellion and individualism in the face of societal pressure to conform. The opening lines describe a dysfunctional family situation, with the singer being insulted by his father and his mother attacking his sister. In this environment, he finds solace in his music, represented here by his "cinnamon gun," which is likely a reference to a guitar. However, this freedom is threatened by the arrival of a "freak" who criticizes the music and demands it be turned down.


The second verse continues this theme of outside forces trying to control the singer's life, as his friends become suspicious of his nonconformity and the person who taught him about music ends up betraying him. Despite this, he remains committed to his passion and refuses to give in to the demands of those who seek to restrict his creative expression. The repetition of the phrase "turn it down" serves as a metaphor for this pressure to conform, with the singer instead standing up for his right to be himself.


Line by Line Meaning

So your old man went and called you a degenerate bum
Your father insulted you and called you a useless person


And you stood there crackin' on your cinnamon gun
You were angry and upset about the insult


And your Ma was knockin' at your sister's brains
Your mother was pressuring your sister to do something


And you couldn't help thinkin' what she hoped to gain
You were wondering why your mother was being so pushy


Just then that freak walked in the door
At that moment an unusual person entered the room


And knocked me to the floor
That person caused me to fall to the ground


You said, hey man, you're on some kind of trip
You addressed the person who entered the room as someone who is acting strangely


He said, don't give me no lip
He told you not to talk back or argue with him


Now the suspicious minds of your learned friends
Your intelligent friends are now feeling doubtful


Will eat away at your kind 'til the music ends
Their skepticism will continue to affect you until the end of the music


And the creep that taught you everything you know
The person who taught you everything you know is not a good person


Will hypocritically ask you what the hell you know
That person will mockingly question your knowledge


He'll go out and mess around, then go home without a sound
He will act irresponsibly and then act like nothing ever happened


You said, hey man, you're some kinda monk
You sarcastically refer to the person as a monk who is supposed to live a life of self-discipline


He said, listen here you punk
He became angry and told you to listen to him


Turn it down, just turn it down
Lower the volume of the music


Come on turn it down, I said turn it down
I am urging you to lower the volume


I can't take no more of that God awful sound
The music is extremely unpleasant to listen to


So for God's sake turn it down
Please, lower the volume for everyone's comfort




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MICHAEL DONALD CHAPMAN, NICHOLAS BARRY CHINN

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Samurai

So your old man went and called you a degenerate bum
And you stood there crackin' on your cinnamon gun
And your Ma was knockin' at your sister's brains
And you couldn't help thinkin' what she hoped to gain
Just then that freak walked in the door
And knocked me to the floor
You said, hey man, you're on some kind of trip
He said, don't give me no lip
Just turn it down, come on turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it down
Now the suspicious minds of your learned friends
Will eat away at your kind 'til the music ends
And the creep that taught you everything you know
Will hypocritically ask you what the hell you know
He'll go out and mess around, then go home without a sound
You said, hey man, you're some kinda monk
He said, listen here you punk
Just turn it down, come on turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it down
Turn it down, just turn it down
Come on turn it down, I said turn it down
Come on turn it down, just turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it down



All comments from YouTube:

Peter Cahill

Wish music of today's mainstream had this much swagger and energy.. bloody superb 👍

Coriel

And creativity from this band goes amiss, unrealized until mused over of their musical, vocal genius...

Prixos

I was twice at a live concert with my father and this is my father's favorite band. I am 35 years old and he was so sad when the band members gradually died. he is a drummer and told me that Mick Tucker was one of the best drummers of the 70s. it made me and him happy that we could see andy scott 2 times live. with his band, of course

kate arnold

I love them.

Zathena Solidor

I'm so envious! I want to see them so bad

Andrew Gaffney

If there was a band I could go back in time to see, it would be Sweet!

RavenThom

saw them once in hartford ct 78 BEST BAND EVER

Rosanna G.

I want also to go back and watching them live 🎶🎤🎸🥁👍
4 wonderful guys playing fantastic Sweet-Music and making their fans happy 💕

Martina Wagner

@Rosanna G. Würde mir unsere lieben Jungs auch auf der Stelle zurück wünschen💓🎸🎤🥁💓 Und einen Liveauftritt zu sehen, dann hätte die 50jährige Wartezeit endlich ein Ende😍🤩😍🤩😍🤩😍🤩

Rosanna G.

@Martina Wagner Oh, ja!!! 🎤🎸🥁🎶💕

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