Junk Shop Clothes
The Auteurs Lyrics


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Junk shop clothes
Will get you nowhere
They're out of season
It's betrayal with no treason

Junk shop clothes
Will get you...
There is one reason why
Your mother was a seamstress
Chaim Soutine never spent
A thrift shop dime
In his life
Lenny Bruce never walked
In a dead man's shoes
Even for one night

Junk shop shoes
Will get you nowhere
No summer pavilion
No shooting season
Junk shop clothes
Will get you...
For the rest of your life
You'll be dunk for the rest of your life




And the sun never shone
On your frame pale and wan

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "Junk Shop Clothes" by The Auteurs speaks about the futility of relying on cheap thrift store clothes to make a statement or stand out in society. It suggests that such garments are out of season and ultimately betray the wearer by providing no value or benefit. The words themselves are cutting and direct, and are a critique on those who try to pass off low quality, second-hand clothing as something unique and trendy.


The song further explores how society values material possessions and how the clothes we wear can often be a reflection of our social standing. The line "Your mother was a seamstress" is an indication that the singer of the song is from a working-class background and has inherited a strong work ethic. This is contrasted with the reference to Chaim Soutine, a famous painter who is known for his luxurious lifestyle and expensive taste, and Lenny Bruce, a comedian who is famous for his cutting wit and insightful commentary.


The lyrics suggest that true distinction and uniqueness come from within, rather than from the clothes we wear. It is a song that celebrates individuality and encourages the listener to find value in the things that truly matter. It is a powerful message that reminds us to look beyond the surface and find true depth in our relationships and in ourselves.


Line by Line Meaning

Junk shop clothes
Wearing clothes bought from a thrift store


Will get you nowhere
Won't help you achieve anything


They're out of season
The clothes are not fashionable


It's betrayal with no treason
Betraying oneself without any reason


There is one reason why
There is a reason


Your mother was a seamstress
Your mother was a tailor


Chaim Soutine never spent
Artist Chaim Soutine never bought


A thrift shop dime
Anything from a second-hand store


In his life
Throughout his lifetime


Lenny Bruce never walked
Comedian Lenny Bruce never wore


In a dead man's shoes
Shoes previously worn by someone who's now deceased


Even for one night
Not even for a brief moment


Junk shop shoes
Shoes bought from a thrift store


No summer pavilion
No summer retreat


No shooting season
No time to hunt


For the rest of your life
Throughout the remainder of one's lifetime


You'll be dunk for the rest of your life
You'll always be below average


And the sun never shone
Your life was never bright


On your frame pale and wan
On your weak and feeble body




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: LUKE MICHAEL HAINES

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