Next in Line
Swingin' Utters Lyrics


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Born on the southside you live alone Four walls a roof and its always cold look out the window and there is nothing to see. But, a Riot torn city and the death of your country and your chilled to the bone with no possessions to call your own yet you control your rage and you resist the crime Because your the next in line

out the back door and to the corner store all you want is a drink and nothing more Sit on the stoop and Let the liquor sooth your pride before you go inside you cut in front and now your the next in line you never thought you'd lead a life of crime freedoms the only thing you need but the truth is something few understand and an unwelcome reality now its dark and Black and sad and gone you express and repress the things gone wrong and you want to be the man who ran away and you wish you could go back to yesterday Now he's in her room and he's about to lie so you pull the gun squeeze the trigger and you let the bullets fly... (Huber)




Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Swingin' Utters's song The Next in Line paint a vivid picture of a person living a bleak, lonely existence on the southside of town, with nothing but four walls and a roof to call their own. The view from their window is of a riot-torn city, and the death of their country is a constant presence. Despite these challenges, the singer manages to control their rage and resist the lure of crime. They hold onto the hope that they are the next in line, perhaps for a brighter future, or for some kind of redemption.


The second verse of the song takes us to the corner store, where the singer goes for a drink to soothe their pride. They are not above cutting in line to get what they want, but they never expected to lead a life of crime. They yearn for freedom, but they struggle to grasp the truth of their situation. As the night falls, a sense of darkness and despair descends upon the scene. The singer expresses their frustration and regrets, wishing they could go back to a simpler time. The song ends on a somber note with the sound of gunshots ringing out.


Overall, The Next in Line is a powerful and poignant song that resonates with anyone who has ever felt trapped or helpless. The lyrics capture the feeling of being caught in a cycle of poverty and violence, yet still finding the strength to hope for something better. The song's somber melody and poignant lyrics make it a masterpiece of punk rock storytelling.


Line by Line Meaning

Born on the southside you live alone
You were born and raised in the tough area of the city and you have no one to turn to or rely on. You are completely on your own.


Four walls a roof and its always cold
You live in a small, basic house with no real comforts or luxuries. The temperature always seems to be cold and unwelcoming.


look out the window and there is nothing to see
When you look out your window, all you see is emptiness, because the city is in shambles and there is not much to be hopeful for.


But, a Riot torn city and the death of your country
The city where you grew up is in chaos due to riots and the state of the country is in a state of turmoil.


and your chilled to the bone with no possessions to call your own
You have very few possessions to your name, and you feel the weight of the cold and harsh reality of your situation.


yet you control your rage and you resist the crime
Even though you are surrounded by crime and violence, you manage to resist getting involved and keep your emotions in check.


Because your the next in line
You know that despite everything, you have some semblance of control over your future and that you are next up in line to make a difference in the world.


out the back door and to the corner store
You head out of your house and towards a convenience store located on the corner of your street.


all you want is a drink and nothing more
You are not looking to cause any trouble, you simply want to purchase a drink and go home.


Sit on the stoop and Let the liquor sooth your pride
You take a moment to sit outside and drink some alcohol, hoping that it will help ease your troubled mind.


before you go inside you cut in front and now your the next in line
Before you head back home, you cut in line at the store, thinking that you deserve to be served first because of your difficult life.


you never thought you'd lead a life of crime
As a child, you never imagined that you would end up living a life that was heavily influenced by crime and violence.


freedoms the only thing you need
You are convinced that you only need freedom to feel truly happy, and that everything else is secondary.


but the truth is something few understand
You are aware that there is more to life than just freedom, but you realize that not many people actually understand this concept.


and an unwelcome reality
The reality of your life is difficult and unwelcoming, and you wish things could be different.


now its dark and Black and sad and gone
Things have gone from bad to worse, and you are feeling hopeless and lost in the darkness of your life.


you express and repress the things gone wrong
You try to come to terms with the things that have gone wrong in your life, but it is difficult to do so.


and you want to be the man who ran away
You sometimes wish you could just run away from your problems and start anew somewhere else, but you know deep down that this is not the solution.


and you wish you could go back to yesterday
You yearn for a simpler, easier time, and sometimes wish you could go back to when things were better.


Now he's in her room and he's about to lie
The situation has escalated and you find yourself in a dangerous and murky situation with someone you do not trust.


so you pull the gun squeeze the trigger and you let the bullets fly... (Huber)
In a moment of desperation and fear, you resort to using a gun in order to protect yourself and those you care about - a decision that will have dire consequences for everyone involved.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Ohn Wees

Born on the southside, and you're living alone
Four walls and a roof but it's always cold
Look out the window and there's nothing to see
But a riot torn city, the death of your country
You're chilled to the bone
With no possessions to call your own
You control your rage and you resist the crime
'Cause you're the next in line
Born on the southside, and you're living alone
Four walls and a roof but it's always cold
Look out the window and there's nothing to see
But a riot torn city, the death of your country
Now you're chilled to the bone
With no possessions to call your own
You control your rage and you resist the crime
Because you're the next in line
Out the back door and to the corner store
All you want is a drink and nothing more
Sit on the stoop and let the liquor
Soothe your pride before you go inside
Now you're chilled to the bone
With no possessions to call your own
You control your rage and you resist the crime
You're the next in line
You cut in front and you're the next in line
You cut in front and you're the next in line
You never thought you'd lead a life of crime
You cut in front and you're the next in line
Freedom's the only thing you need
But the truth is something few understand
And an unwelcome reality
Now it's dark and it's black and it's sad and gone
You express and repress the thing gone wrong
And you want to be the man who ran away
And you wish you could go back to yesterday
Now he's in her room and he's about to lie
So you pull the gun and squeeze the trigger and let the bullets fly...



All comments from YouTube:

Jason William

I'm 40 soon to be 41 and this song has never gotten old! Fully punking out skating as a teenager. Good times! This definitely needs more views.

Rouge Shark

Hey! me too, I feel like we're old friends! Cheers to all Chicago punks
Man you wanna come over and play tony hawk pro skater on psx and get toasted!
though this was slightly before '99 if my memory serves me

Maggie's farm

Me to bro bought this cd around 19. 43 now and f yeah man!!

WALLAROO

Yep, hitting 43 soon - coming out of my "mid-life what-in-the-fuck?!" - and building myself a "My Power Songs" playlist on YT Music. Time to put the last decade of hell, and failed expectations - to rest.

Chris Wood

Same I’m 35 got the fat music comp at 14

TRON1717

This needs more views

Wild_mike85

I'm on it.

bluemonsterred

True

Bordacap bordados personalizados

This is so epic,
Respect from Brazil.

Ohn Wees

Born on the southside, and you're living alone
Four walls and a roof but it's always cold
Look out the window and there's nothing to see
But a riot torn city, the death of your country
You're chilled to the bone
With no possessions to call your own
You control your rage and you resist the crime
'Cause you're the next in line
Born on the southside, and you're living alone
Four walls and a roof but it's always cold
Look out the window and there's nothing to see
But a riot torn city, the death of your country
Now you're chilled to the bone
With no possessions to call your own
You control your rage and you resist the crime
Because you're the next in line
Out the back door and to the corner store
All you want is a drink and nothing more
Sit on the stoop and let the liquor
Soothe your pride before you go inside
Now you're chilled to the bone
With no possessions to call your own
You control your rage and you resist the crime
You're the next in line
You cut in front and you're the next in line
You cut in front and you're the next in line
You never thought you'd lead a life of crime
You cut in front and you're the next in line
Freedom's the only thing you need
But the truth is something few understand
And an unwelcome reality
Now it's dark and it's black and it's sad and gone
You express and repress the thing gone wrong
And you want to be the man who ran away
And you wish you could go back to yesterday
Now he's in her room and he's about to lie
So you pull the gun and squeeze the trigger and let the bullets fly...

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