Fools
The Aikiu Lyrics


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Drowning in polyester
shouting from the ghetto blaster
your voice again

How come my eyes won't shut anymore
such a struggle it feels like war

Baby please don't spread
this radioactive rood in my head

And we must be fools
cause one day soon it's over
and we must be fools
now I can feel December

I hear something
footsteps on a volcano
cracking and splitting

I hear steps
dull steps
your machine gun hides the sun

And we must be fools
cause one day soon it's over
and we must be fools
now I can feel December

Baby chill baby chill
I wonder how it feels
watching the world through serene eyes
now this is what I seek

Baby chill baby chill
I want to stop this film
I'm giving up
hear the siren's sounds
it all became obscene

And we must be fools
if we can't handle this




Yes we must be fools
if we can't repair this

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of the song refer to feeling overwhelmed and suffocated by the artificiality of modern life, represented by the materialism of polyester and the noise pollution of a ghetto blaster. The repetition of "your voice again" suggests a sense of frustration with the constant barrage of media and advertising, which can feel inescapable at times. This is further emphasized in the following lines, with the singer struggling to find peace and rest, feeling as if they are at war with their own mind.


The second verse introduces the idea of toxicity and how it can infect one's thoughts and emotions. The reference to "radioactive rood in my head" invokes the image of a poison spreading through the mind, causing confusion and disorientation. This leads into the chorus, where the singer acknowledges that they and their partner are fools for continuing to live in a world that seems to be headed for destruction. Despite knowing that the end is near, they cannot help but keep moving forward, unable to break free from the cycle.


The third verse shifts to a more surreal, dreamlike tone, with imagery of footsteps on a volcano and a machine gun blocking out the sun. These lines suggest a sense of impending doom or disaster, with the singer feeling powerless to stop it. The final chorus brings this theme full circle, with the idea that the only way to survive in a world that seems to be falling apart is to find inner peace and serenity, even in the face of chaos and destruction.


Line by Line Meaning

Drowning in polyester
Feeling overwhelmed and suffocated by artificiality and superficiality.


shouting from the ghetto blaster
Trying to assert oneself and be heard in a noisy, chaotic environment.


your voice again
The recurring frustration of being ignored or silenced despite attempting to communicate.


How come my eyes won't shut anymore
Struggling with insomnia and an inability to find peace or rest.


such a struggle it feels like war
The exhaustion of an ongoing battle or fight, both internally and externally.


Baby please don't spread
Begging for someone not to worsen the situation or make things more difficult.


this radioactive rood in my head
The toxic or destructive thoughts and emotions that are consuming one's mind.


And we must be fools
Acknowledging the foolishness of certain actions or behaviors, despite continuing to engage in them.


cause one day soon it's over
Recognizing the inevitability of change and the impermanence of life.


now I can feel December
Sensing a shift or change in the atmosphere or mood.


I hear something
Perceiving a subtle or distant warning or sign of danger.


footsteps on a volcano
The ominous and looming threat of impending disaster.


cracking and splitting
The fragility and instability of the surroundings, and the possibility of everything falling apart.


dull steps
A sense of resignation or inevitability in the face of adversity or hardship.


your machine gun hides the sun
The oppressive and overbearing nature of power and control.


Baby chill baby chill
Attempting to soothe one's own or someone else's anxieties or fears.


I wonder how it feels
Questioning the perspective of those who seem blissfully unaware or at ease.


watching the world through serene eyes
Craving a sense of peace and tranquility in the midst of chaos and turmoil.


now this is what I seek
Desiring a drastic change or transformation in order to find fulfillment or contentment.


I want to stop this film
Feeling trapped in a narrative or situation and wanting to break free from it.


I'm giving up
Surrendering to defeat or despair, despite attempts to fight or persevere.


hear the siren's sounds
The realization that danger or disaster is imminent and unavoidable.


it all became obscene
The sudden recognition of the ugliness or corruption of a situation or society.


if we can't handle this
Accepting that certain challenges or obstacles may be too difficult to overcome.


if we can't repair this
Facing the reality that some damage or harm done may be irreversible or irreparable.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Hetann G

Lyrics:

Drowning in polyester
Shouting from the ghetto blaster
Your voice again
How come my eyes won't shut anymore
Such a struggle it feels like war
Baby please don't spread
This radi radi radioactive rood in my head
And we must be fools
Cause one day soon it's over
And we must be fools
Now I can feel December
I hear something
Footsteps on a volcano
Cracking and splitting
I hear steps
Dull steps
Your machine gun hides the sun
Baby chill baby chill
I wonder how it feels
Watching the world through serene eyes
Now this is what I seek
Baby chill baby chill
I want to stop this film
I'm giving up
Hear the siren's sounds
It all became obscene
And we must be fools
If we can't handle this
Yes we must be fools
If we can't repair this



All comments from YouTube:

deisy h

2019 and this song still one of my favorites

Jefferson Rivera

2021. Still one of my favorites song ever.

Nestor Pestana

Guys! You are doing an excellent job! I love this tune and video

William Bruno

Eu tô amando essa banda 🇧🇷

Armando Borges

Grande som destes meninos!!!

DSEthridge

I'm crying, it's so amazing. :*) I love this band!!

JORGE ROMERO

Excelente cancion!!!! saludos desde Mexico!!!

jeff lebowski

I hope they don't change their sound and style. They got that retro 80s vibe

Hetann G

Lyrics:

Drowning in polyester
Shouting from the ghetto blaster
Your voice again
How come my eyes won't shut anymore
Such a struggle it feels like war
Baby please don't spread
This radi radi radioactive rood in my head
And we must be fools
Cause one day soon it's over
And we must be fools
Now I can feel December
I hear something
Footsteps on a volcano
Cracking and splitting
I hear steps
Dull steps
Your machine gun hides the sun
Baby chill baby chill
I wonder how it feels
Watching the world through serene eyes
Now this is what I seek
Baby chill baby chill
I want to stop this film
I'm giving up
Hear the siren's sounds
It all became obscene
And we must be fools
If we can't handle this
Yes we must be fools
If we can't repair this

leo paganotto

Very nice. Do you have theirs other songs lyrics?

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