Red House
The Casket Lottery Lyrics


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There's a red house road,
And lies beyond it something like a chicken coop,
Not sure though.
I go overdose.
And the ghost of my brain
Comes to yours,
And something comes quite clear.
Smoke is her name but she'll grow.
Can't stop the rain or the snow.
Am I talking about the medicine,
The legal thing you eat when you are sick?
Am I falling out of sight design?
Beyond the red house road I move too quick.
She's got real big bones
And a gorgeous home.
And between her -umm-
And me there's something quite good I love.
Smoke is her name but she'll grow.
Can't stop the rain or the snow.
And I dream, dream, dream but don't.
And I look, look.
And I leave, leave, leave but don't.
Love, love, love.
She's a buzzing bee.
She's a person, see, between you and me,
Someone I want bad but can't have.
I'm an overgrown little wanting boy.
She's my only joy,
And covers come between us to clear.
Smoke is her name but she'll grow.




Can't stop the rain or the snow.
And I... you don't belong.

Overall Meaning

The Casket Lottery's song "Red House" seems to be about the singer's journey beyond the red house road. The road leads to an unclear destination, possibly a chicken coop, and the singer "goes overdose." The lyrics also mention someone named Smoke who will "grow" and can't be stopped by rain or snow. This Smoke could be a metaphor for a feeling or desire that the singer can't shake.


The lyrics explore the singer's feelings of love and desire for someone who they can't have. The person they long for has a "gorgeous home" and "real big bones," and there is "something quite good" between them. However, the singer feels like an "overgrown little wanting boy" and expresses frustration that covers keep coming between them. The last line of the song, "And I... you don't belong," suggests that the singer knows they can never have this person and must move on.


Overall, the lyrics of "Red House" are somewhat abstract and open to interpretation, but seem to center around themes of longing, desire, and the struggle to let go of something you can't have.


Line by Line Meaning

There's a red house road,
I am on a road that leads to a red house.


And lies beyond it something like a chicken coop,
Beyond the red house there is a structure that looks like a chicken coop, but I cannot be sure.


Not sure though.
I am uncertain about what lies beyond the red house.


I go overdose.
I am consuming too much of something, to the point of overdose.


And the ghost of my brain
My mind is unclear or haunted by something.


Comes to yours,
My unclear or haunted thoughts are communicated to you.


And something comes quite clear.
A realization or clarity is reached between us.


Smoke is her name but she'll grow.
This person, named Smoke, is like smoke in that she is elusive or difficult to pin down, but she will mature or develop over time.


Can't stop the rain or the snow.
Outside factors, such as rain or snow, are uncontrollable and may disrupt or affect our situation.


Am I talking about the medicine,
I am questioning if I am referring to medication, which can be consumed legally when one is sick.


The legal thing you eat when you are sick?
I am wondering if I am talking about legally-consumed medication taken when one is ill.


Am I falling out of sight design?
I am wondering if I am losing focus or purpose, and if things are not going according to plan.


Beyond the red house road I move too quick.
I am moving too fast beyond the red house road, without fully considering or understanding what may lie ahead.


She's got real big bones
She is physically strong or well-built.


And a gorgeous home.
She has a beautiful or impressive home.


And between her -umm-
There is something between us, but I am hesitant or unsure how to describe it.


And me there's something quite good I love.
I love something good that exists between us.


And I dream, dream, dream but don't.
I am constantly daydreaming, but not taking action towards making those dreams reality.


And I look, look.
I am paying close attention to things around me.


And I leave, leave, leave but don't.
I am constantly trying to leave or escape, but am not successful or fully committed.


Love, love, love.
The focus of my thoughts is on love.


She's a buzzing bee.
She is actively moving around, like a bee.


She's a person, see, between you and me,
There is a person between us, and we are acknowledging or discussing her existence and impact on our situation.


Someone I want bad but can't have.
I desire this person intensely, but cannot have her for some reason.


I'm an overgrown little wanting boy.
I am still childlike in my desires, despite growing up.


She's my only joy,
This person is the source of my happiness or pleasure.


And covers come between us to clear.
Obstacles or other people are obstructing our relationship, but they may eventually be removed.


And I... you don't belong.
I feel like you do not fit into this particular situation or relationship.




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