In Houston
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And I see high jump kings with roadside stirrups on.
When I come back to meet the bear, the sheets are gone.
Take over the tombs.
Dead lock the circus.
Gawking throngs.
Hijack the meditation train.
We still belong.
In Houston, in Oslo, the contracts, the con slow
And no sex and no sleep
It’s hard toe.
It’s hard speak.
And no shoes and no shawl.
In high tents
The tribe stalls.

And I see high jump kings with roadside stirrups on.
When I come back to meet the bear, the sheets are gone.
Take over the tombs.
Dead lock the circus.
Gawking throngs.
Hijack the meditation train.
We still belong.
In Houston, in Oslo, the contents are read slow.
And no scents and no seas.
It’s hard times.
It’s hard speak.
And tongues crack and jaws fall.
In high tents and I stall out.

Then I’m already on the stairs.
My hands are dry. My legs are bare.
My feet can’t slip across the floor.
Take on the door. Take on the door.
Six seas, five prints for Houston.
Poor Mickey spits.
Sidecars will put you in the grave.
Slick sights, they treat you just the same.
Each time, we hear another call
I want it less. You want it more.
Clowns take the bitter, bitter share.




Sidestep the street. Watch what she wears.
I can’t leave you here

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Tapes 'n Tapes's song In Houston are quite obscure and can be difficult to interpret, but with a close reading and some speculation, we can try to derive meaning from them. The opening line "And I see high jump kings with roadside stirrups on" evokes a sense of spectacle and grandeur, suggesting perhaps a circus or carnival atmosphere. The following lines "When I come back to meet the bear, the sheets are gone. Take over the tombs. Dead lock the circus. Gawking throngs" introduce a sense of danger and unrest, with a bear and tombs representing death, and the "gawking throngs" suggesting a crowd that is entranced and possibly complicit in the danger.


The lines "Hijack the meditation train. We still belong" can be interpreted as a call to action, where one should take control of their own life and experiences, even if it means disrupting the expected routines and practices of society. The chorus repeats the same lines "In Houston, in Oslo, the contracts, the con slow. And no sex and no sleep. It’s hard toe. It’s hard speak. And no shoes and no shawl. In high tents the tribe stalls." These lines juxtapose various locations, suggesting perhaps a sense of displacement or disorientation, and describe the difficulty of living in harsh or unpleasant conditions. The "tribe stalls" suggest a sense of community or shared experience, even in hardship.


Overall, the lyrics of In Houston are poetic and enigmatic, with a sense of danger, uncertainty, and community. The song seems to be urging the listener to take control of their own experiences and surroundings, even if the world around them is chaotic and difficult. The meaning is not entirely clear, but the themes of struggle and resilience are evident.


Line by Line Meaning

And I see high jump kings with roadside stirrups on.
I notice people in positions of power and influence, wearing boots while standing on the side of the road.


When I come back to meet the bear, the sheets are gone.
Upon returning to confront a challenge, the necessary resources are no longer available.


Take over the tombs.
Gain control over the past.


Dead lock the circus.
Bring to a halt the chaos and drama.


Gawking throngs.
Crowds of people staring in awe.


Hijack the meditation train.
Take control of the peaceful and contemplative journey.


We still belong.
Despite the challenges faced, we still have a place in this world.


In Houston, in Oslo, the contents are read slow.
No matter the location, important information is slowly processed and understood.


And no scents and no seas.
There are no pleasing sensory experiences to be found.


It’s hard times.
The current situation is difficult and challenging.


It’s hard speak.
Expressing oneself is challenging in these circumstances.


And tongues crack and jaws fall.
The stress and strain has taken its toll on one's ability to speak and consume food.


In high tents and I stall out.
Despite being in a place of luxury and comfort, one is mentally stuck and unable to move forward.


Then I’m already on the stairs.
Already in the process of climbing towards a goal.


My hands are dry. My legs are bare.
One is unprepared and vulnerable in the current situation.


My feet can’t slip across the floor.
Progress is difficult and elusive.


Take on the door. Take on the door.
Confront and overcome the obstacle that stands in the way.


Six seas, five prints for Houston.
Many challenges and obstacles to face in this endeavor.


Poor Mickey spits.
A small and insignificant person struggles to deal with the challenges at hand.


Sidecars will put you in the grave.
Risky and dangerous behavior will have severe consequences.


Slick sights, they treat you just the same.
People in power will manipulate and exploit others for their own gain, regardless of who they are.


Each time, we hear another call.
Every time a new opportunity arises, we are compelled to answer the call.


I want it less. You want it more.
Our desires and motivations are not aligned.


Clowns take the bitter, bitter share.
Those in power will take the largest share of the burden, leaving others with very little.


Sidestep the street. Watch what she wears.
Be cautious and guard against potential dangers or temptations.


I can’t leave you here.
I cannot abandon you in this difficult situation.




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