Friction
The Church Lyrics


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I knew it musta been some big set-up
All the action just would not let up
It's justa little bit back from the main road
Where the silence spreads and the men dig holes

I begin to spin the tale
You complain about my diction
It gives me friction
It gives me friction
But I like friction

My eyes are like telescopes
I see it all backwards, but who wants hope?
If I ever catch that ventriloquist
I'll squeeze his head right into my fist

Something comes a-crashin' in
What is it, what's the prediction?
I'll bet you it's friction
I'll bet you it's friction
But I like friction

How'd the snake get out of the skin?
All it took was a little friction

Stop this head motion and set sail
You know all us boys gonna wind up in jail

And I don't want to grow up
It's too much contradiction
And too much friction
And too much friction
I'm crazy about friction
F-R-I-C-T-I-O-N




Friction
Friction

Overall Meaning

The Church's song Friction is a lyrical journey full of vivacious experiences and poetic expressions. It seems like the singer is undergoing a tumultuous situation that keeps him intrigued and curious about the underlying forces at work. The song begins with the singer expressing his suspicion about something that is a big setup. The action doesn't seem to let up, and amidst it all, there is a small space back from the main road where the silence reigns, and the men dig holes. The singer shares that he starts spinning the tale, but someone complains about his diction, which ultimately leads to friction.


The singer likes friction, and his eyes act as telescopes, giving him a unique perspective on things. The singer doesn't seem to hold much hope and wants to catch the ventriloquist, but he'll squeeze his head right into his fist when he does. In the midst of all this, something comes crashing in, and the singer predicts that it's friction. He says he's crazy about friction and that he doesn't want to grow up because it's too much contradiction and too much friction.


Line by Line Meaning

I knew it musta been some big set-up
I was aware that there was a scheme in action.


All the action just would not let up
There was constant activity and no rest.


It's justa little bit back from the main road
The location is slightly off the primary path.


Where the silence spreads and the men dig holes
The place is characterized by stillness and the digging of ditches by men.


I begin to spin the tale
I commence to narrate the story.


You complain about my diction
You express discontentment about my language usage.


It gives me friction
It causes tension between us.


But I like friction
But I enjoy the friction between us.


My eyes are like telescopes
My eyes have powerful magnification capabilities.


I see it all backwards, but who wants hope?
Even though I see things reversed, who desires optimism?


If I ever catch that ventriloquist
If I get to apprehend that person who can speak without moving their lips.


I'll squeeze his head right into my fist
I'll exert pressure on his head with my hand.


Something comes a-crashin' in
Something suddenly happens.


What is it, what's the prediction?
What exactly is it? What is anticipated?


I'll bet you it's friction
I'm sure it's tension.


But I like friction
But I thoroughly enjoy tension.


How'd the snake get out of the skin?
How did the snake leave its skin behind?


All it took was a little friction
A bit of tension was all it required.


Stop this head motion and set sail
End your indecision and start your journey.


You know all us boys gonna wind up in jail
You're aware all of us guys are going to end up in prison.


And I don't want to grow up
And I don't want to mature.


It's too much contradiction
It involves too many paradoxes.


And too much friction
And too much tension.


I'm crazy about friction
I'm passionate about tension.


F-R-I-C-T-I-O-N
Spelling of the word 'friction'.


Friction
The name of the song.




Lyrics © Rocking Gorillas Music Ltda
Written by: Tom Verlaine

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