10:10
The Beautiful Girls Lyrics


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Hey,
Hold up,
Listen to this...
Whether you're a rude boy or a true hotshot,
Whether you rock-steady or you punk rock,
You must live it up with all that you've got.
Bless.
This is sydney
This is london
This is tokyo
This is los angeles

Rudy, don't care about the colour of your skin
Rudy, don't care about the money that you spend
Red, black or white, there is no colour to your soul
Original, rude boy, control!
It's all the same in the dancehall lots
It's all the same in the typical spots
Here in the city, don't step, get busy
Young life cut short with the two gunshots
It's 10:10

(Chorus) so, rudy, come home
I need to see you
Do you feel alone like I feel it too?
Don't you be no saint, burn up in the sun

Go walking away,
Loaded like a gun.

Rudy walked into the wrong place at the wrong time
Knew he would not leave the building with his life
See the wrong man, pull the trigger, then they go
We'd call the cops but they move too slow
We reminisce on the dancehall days

Back on the streets not a thing has changed
We keep fighting, still youths keep dying
Drying tears under helicopter blades

(CHORUS)

Yes, we must all clear our hearts
Of the hatred and the prejudice
And be done judging a man
By the colour of his dress
In amongst all the push and the pull
The imbalance and the stress
Is a basic humanity of from
Which we shall never digress
Confess...





(CHORUS)
Credits

Overall Meaning

The Beautiful Girls' song "10:10" is a powerful anthem that encourages unity and positivity regardless of race, culture, and personal beliefs. The song also tackles the issue of senseless violence and death in the streets. It starts with a call to listen, followed by an invitation to live life to the fullest, no matter who you are. The song acknowledges different cities around the world but emphasizes that despite geographical differences, people share the same experiences. The song's recurring refrain is a plea for Rudy to come home, to not walk away, and to be aware of one's surroundings, especially in dangerous places.


The lyrics may be interpreted in various ways, but they primarily promote love and acceptance for all. The song denounces racism and materialism, and instead, embraces originality and self-control, hallmarks of a true rude boy. The song also touches on the harsh reality of violence and death, particularly in the context of gang violence. The lyrics highlight the dangers of walking into the wrong place at the wrong time, pointing out the injustice of unnecessary deaths.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey,
Attention grabber to prepare for the message to follow.


Hold up,
Request to pause and pay attention.


Listen to this...
A request to focus on the upcoming message.


Whether you're a rude boy or a true hotshot,
No matter your social status or background,


Whether you rock-steady or you punk rock,
Whether your music preference is reggae or punk,


You must live it up with all that you've got.
We must enjoy life to the fullest.


Bless.
A term of well wishes.


This is sydney
Sydney, a vibrant city with diverse cultures.


This is london
London, a city of rich history and culture


This is tokyo
Tokyo, a bustling city of technology and tradition.


This is los angeles
Los Angeles, a city of dreams and opportunities.


Rudy, don't care about the colour of your skin
One's race or skin color is irrelevant.


Rudy, don't care about the money that you spend
One's wealth does not define them.


Red, black or white, there is no colour to your soul
Our true selves are not defined by our skin color.


Original, rude boy, control!
Embracing your unique self-expression is empowering.


It's all the same in the dancehall lots
In a space of community and music, we are all equal.


It's all the same in the typical spots
In everyday scenarios, we should treat each other the same.


Here in the city, don't step, get busy
In the city, one must be proactive and make the most of their life.


Young life cut short with the two gunshots
The violence in our society brings tragedy and loss.


It's 10:10
A reminder of the transient nature of life.


(Chorus) so, rudy, come home
A plea for Rudy to return to a place of safety and love.


I need to see you
A desire to reconnect and not feel alone.


Do you feel alone like I feel it too?
An understanding of shared feelings of isolation and loneliness.


Don't you be no saint, burn up in the sun
Life is short, so we should be authentic and make the most of it.


Go walking away,
A decision to move on.


Loaded like a gun.
Carrying emotional baggage can be dangerous.


Rudy walked into the wrong place at the wrong time
Tragedy can strike unexpectedly.


Knew he would not leave the building with his life
Rudy's fate was unfortunately predetermined.


See the wrong man, pull the trigger, then they go
An act of violence can end a life.


We'd call the cops but they move too slow
The slow response time of law enforcement can lead to more tragedy.


We reminisce on the dancehall days
Reflecting on joyful times brings comfort.


Back on the streets not a thing has changed
Society must make progress to address ongoing issues with violence and inequality.


We keep fighting, still youths keep dying
The fight for positive change is ongoing.


Drying tears under helicopter blades
The reality of violence is harsh and inescapable.


(CHORUS)
Reiterating the plea to come home.


Yes, we must all clear our hearts
We must let go of hate and prejudice.


Of the hatred and the prejudice
Letting go of negative emotions is essential.


And be done judging a man
It is not our place to judge others.


By the colour of his dress
We should not judge someone based on their appearance.


In amongst all the push and the pull
In times of stress and chaos,


The imbalance and the stress
The struggles we face in life can be overwhelming.


Is a basic humanity of from
We all share a fundamental human essence.


Which we shall never digress
We must embrace this humanity and never stray from it.


Confess...
A call to action to embrace our shared humanity.


(CHORUS)
Final plea to come home.




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