Featuring former Carry On vocalist Ryan George and one time Carry On drummer Nat Keefer, Drew on guitar, and Max on bass; this foursome plays catchy pop music.
Signed to V2 Records, they have released a five song EP in 2005 with a debut album entitled A New Language, slated for release in July.
Savage Youth
The Adored Lyrics
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Dreams that connect the nights to you and me
These days are supposed to be the best of our lives
But we get stopped and checked for knives
My friends all want to be actors
(But too shy to conjure words)
Or hang around art schools
So they spend nights with fools
Somehow "savage youth"
Class is full of hypocrites
Still getting sick on saccharin
Nowhere for us to go at night
Then when we gotta wake it's still not bright
Blinds block the sun on our Sundays
'Cause we've been fried since Friday, in a daze
Time rented out to chores
My mother's arms are sore
'Cause you left us waiting on forever
But we're savage youth
Somehow "savage youth"
Can't iron out the irony
When the real criminals still talk down to me
While we steal cigarettes
They're stealing our retirement
While we can't get a date
They keep us down in Section Eight for home
Home is nothing very sweet for me
That's why my ignition depends on a set of car keys
I wrote a ballad just for you
But they still call us savage youth
They're - you're - I'm - we're "savage youth"
The Adored's song Savage Youth is a poignant reflection on the struggles and disillusionment of young people who are trying to find their place in the world. The lyrics speak of dreams that are threatened by the harsh realities of life and the constant struggles that young people face just to survive. The chorus repeats the phrase "savage youth", emphasizing the sense of injustice that many young people feel as they are judged and misunderstood by older generations.
The song's verses touch on a number of different themes, including the pressure that young people feel to conform and succeed in a society that often seems rigged against them. The lines "My friends all want to be actors / (But too shy to conjure words) / Or hang around art schools/So they spend nights with fools" highlight the sense of ennui and aimlessness that can pervade the lives of young people who feel like they have no clear path forward. Meanwhile, the lyrics about hypocritical teachers and landlords who exploit young people add to the feeling of marginalization that young people often experience.
Overall, Savage Youth is a powerful song that captures the frustration and anger that many young people feel as they struggle to find their footing in the world. Its themes of injustice and disillusionment are all too real for many young people, who will no doubt find solace in the song's rebellious spirit.
Line by Line Meaning
Time can swallow all these dreams
Time has the power to make us forget our dreams.
Dreams that connect the nights to you and me
Our dreams connect us in a way that nothing else can.
These days are supposed to be the best of our lives
We're meant to enjoy these days more than any other time in our lives.
But we get stopped and checked for knives
Our freedom to enjoy these days is restricted by law enforcement.
My friends all want to be actors
My friends have ambitions of being actors.
(But too shy to conjure words)
They lack the confidence to create their own words.
Or hang around art schools
They spend time around places where art is created.
So they spend nights with fools
They spend time with people who are foolish.
There's nothing else to do for savage youth
There's nothing else for young people to do who are seen as uncivilized.
Somehow "savage youth"
We're seen as uncivilized and this label is unfair.
Class is full of hypocrites
The people in our class are insincere.
Still getting sick on saccharin
We indulge in things that are unhealthy.
Nowhere for us to go at night
We lack options of places to go at night.
Then when we gotta wake it's still not bright
Even when we wake up, things still look bleak.
Blinds block the sun on our Sundays
Our weekends are bleak and uninteresting.
'Cause we've been fried since Friday, in a daze
We're exhausted from the week and just want to rest.
Time rented out to chores
We have to spend time on chores, which leaves little time for leisure.
My mother's arms are sore
My mother is physically exhausted from the burden of raising me.
'Cause you left us waiting on forever
You've abandoned us and we feel lost without you.
But we're savage youth
Despite everything, we're still young and full of life.
Can't iron out the irony
We can't make sense of the irony in our situation.
When the real criminals still talk down to me
Those who are truly guilty belittle us and treat us poorly.
While we steal cigarettes
We're forced to resort to stealing cigarettes to get by.
They're stealing our retirement
Our future has been stolen from us.
While we can't get a date
We struggle to find romantic partners.
They keep us down in Section Eight for home
We're forced to live in low-income housing, which is degrading.
Home is nothing very sweet for me
Our homes are not a place of comfort.
That's why my ignition depends on a set of car keys
Our escape from reality is through driving away in a car.
I wrote a ballad just for you
I've created a piece of art that's a tribute to you.
But they still call us savage youth
Despite our creativity and potential, people still label us uncivilized.
They're - you're - I'm - we're "savage youth"
We're all seen as uncivilized and this is unfair.
Contributed by Adeline S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.