Girl On A Motorbike
Swervedriver Lyrics


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Take a walk through the city
Turn right at Potzdamer Platz
To see a girl on a motorbike
Expression carved on her face
Saw a man in a cafe downtown
Who says it fucks with your head
When you're tryin' to sleep at night
With a gun across your bed

Don't wanna be down at heel
Don't wanna be down at heel
You've shown disgrace on my place
You've gotta know how it feels

Sometimes at night when it's cold outside
It would be easier and sweet
To hack a road through the jungle
Than clear a path down the street
Too many folk in the middle lane
Who don't wanna swerve 'gainst the rails
Apathy balanced with disdain
Dogs chasin' their own tails

Don't wanna be down at heel
Don't wanna be down at heel
You come breakin' down my front door
You've gotta know how it feels

Followed the girl on a motorbike
Saw her enter a bar
It's dark inside with candles burn and
To liberate her scars
She Spanish-dance on the table
With butterflies that burn




It's like an incessant fox-hunt
Too many lessons learned

Overall Meaning

"Girl On A Motorbike" by Swervedriver is a journey through a city, with the singer following a girl on a motorbike. The song opens with the instructions to take a walk through the city and turn right at Potzdamer Platz to see a girl on a motorbike, whose expression is carved on her face. The song then shifts to a man the singer saw in a cafe downtown, who says that it messes with your head to try to sleep at night with a gun across your bed. The song's lyrics touch on themes of apathy, disillusionment, and the desire to escape from the mundane aspects of everyday life.


The chorus of the song is "Don't wanna be down at heel," which has a dual meaning. It could mean that the singer does not want to be broke and destitute, or it could mean that they do not want to feel down-hearted and hopeless. The verses expound on these feelings, describing how the singer feels trapped by the people and routines around them. The singer notes how it would be easier to hack through a jungle than to make a path down the street, as too many people are content to stay in the middle lane and not take risks.


Line by Line Meaning

Take a walk through the city
Start exploring the city


Turn right at Potzdamer Platz
Take a right turn on Potzdamer Platz


To see a girl on a motorbike
Observe a girl riding a motorcycle


Expression carved on her face
She bears an emotional expression


Saw a man in a cafe downtown
Witnessed a man within a downtown cafe


Who says it fucks with your head
He alerts about the disturbances it causes to a person's mind


When you're tryin' to sleep at night
When you are trying to sleep during the night


With a gun across your bed
Having a gun beside your bed


Don't wanna be down at heel
Don't wish to be in a pitiable state


Don't wanna be down at heel
Don't desire to be in a pitiable state


You've shown disgrace on my place
You have disrespected my location


You've gotta know how it feels
Understand the feeling of being in a disadvantaged position


Sometimes at night when it's cold outside
In cold nights, sometimes


It would be easier and sweet
It would be convenient and enjoyable


To hack a road through the jungle
To make a passageway through the forest


Than clear a path down the street
Rather than removing obstacles from the path on the road


Too many folk in the middle lane
There are too many people in the center lane


Who don't wanna swerve 'gainst the rails
Those who don't wish to make a sudden move or alter their course


Apathy balanced with disdain
Feeling indifferent with a slight hint of dislike towards something


Dogs chasin' their own tails
People doing something insignificant or meaningless


Don't wanna be down at heel
Don't wish to be in a pitiable state


Don't wanna be down at heel
Don't desire to be in a pitiable state


You come breakin' down my front door
You forcefully enter my residence


You've gotta know how it feels
Understand the feeling of being intruded and violated


Followed the girl on a motorbike
Pursued the girl riding a motorcycle


Saw her enter a bar
Observed her entering a pub


It's dark inside with candles burn and
It's dimly lit inside with burning candles


To liberate her scars
To free her from her emotional wounds


She Spanish-dance on the table
She danced flamenco-style on the table


With butterflies that burn
Carrying intense emotions


It's like an incessant fox-hunt
It's like a never-ending search for something


Too many lessons learned
Too many experiences gained




Lyrics © A SIDE MUSIC LLC D/B/A MODERN WORKS MUSIC PUBLISHING, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Adam Franklin, Jeremy Hindmarsh, Jimmy Hartridge, JAMES HARTRIDGE

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