Addicted to Love
The Countdown Singers Lyrics


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It's always been in my nature
I am at my happiest
Sitting out on the cricket pitch
Eating broken lolly sticks
And raisins covered in chocolate
It's always been in my nature
It is just a bugabear
It tags along with me everywhere
It pinches me and it pulls my hair
And it giggles and flicks my ears
As it pokes fun at me
It nibbles at my fingernails
While I'm asleep
I sit on a swing seat in the breeze
Watching the leaves fall off the trees
And even though it looks sad to me
Nature always dies so beautifully
It's always been in my nature
It is just the way it is
I sink it and it resurfaces
It scratches at my bandages
And it wriggles
Over all my calluses and sores
It tickles
But it doesn't hurt me anymore
The flowers stick out their tongues at me
Scrabbling around on my hands and knees
As I pick up all the fallen leaves




And try to glue them back onto the trees
I try to glue them back onto the trees

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Addicted to Love" by The Countdown Singers are actually not related to the famous song of the same name by Robert Palmer. Instead, the lyrics are a whimsical and somewhat surreal exploration of the singer's relationship with nature and the way that nature seems to be a part of their nature. The singer describes themselves as happiest when sitting out on a cricket pitch eating broken lolly sticks and chocolate-covered raisins, and they observe nature around them with a mixture of amusement and sadness. They sit on a swing seat watching the leaves fall off the trees, and note that even though it looks sad, nature always dies so beautifully.


Throughout the song, the singer personifies nature, describing it as a bugabear that tags along with them everywhere, pinches them, pulls their hair, and giggles and flicks their ears. Nature also nibbles at their fingernails while they sleep, scratches at their bandages, and wriggles over all their calluses and sores. The flowers stick out their tongues at them and they try to glue all the fallen leaves back onto the trees. The overall effect is a dreamlike and somewhat surreal meditation on the interconnectedness of all living things and the way that nature shapes our experience of the world around us.


Line by Line Meaning

It's always been in my nature
From a young age, I have always been this way.


I am at my happiest
I am the most content and satisfied when I am doing these things.


Sitting out on the cricket pitch
I enjoy being outside, sitting on the cricket pitch.


Eating broken lolly sticks
I enjoy eating broken lolly sticks.


And raisins covered in chocolate
I enjoy eating raisins that are covered in chocolate.


It is just a bugabear
This is just a part of who I am, a harmless quirk.


It tags along with me everywhere
This habit is something that follows me wherever I go.


It pinches me and it pulls my hair
It makes me uncomfortable and annoys me at times.


And it giggles and flicks my ears
This habit is playful and mischievous.


As it pokes fun at me
It can be teasing or playful in its nature.


It nibbles at my fingernails
This habit makes me bite my fingernails while I am asleep.


While I'm asleep
This habit continues even when I am asleep.


I sit on a swing seat in the breeze
I enjoy sitting on a swing in the wind.


Watching the leaves fall off the trees
I enjoy watching the leaves fall off the trees in the autumn.


And even though it looks sad to me
Even though the leaves falling looks sad, I still find it beautiful.


Nature always dies so beautifully
Even the dying of nature can be beautiful to me.


I sink it and it resurfaces
This habit comes and goes, but always comes back.


It scratches at my bandages
This habit sometimes causes me physical discomfort.


And it wriggles
It moves around.


Over all my calluses and sores
It is present even when I have injuries or tough skin.


It tickles
This habit can be amusing or ticklish.


But it doesn't hurt me anymore
Even though it can be uncomfortable, it doesn't really cause me pain anymore.


The flowers stick out their tongues at me
The flowers seem to be sticking their tongues out in a playful way.


Scrabbling around on my hands and knees
I am picking up fallen leaves while crawling around on the ground.


As I pick up all the fallen leaves
I am picking up all the leaves that have fallen off the trees.


And try to glue them back onto the trees
I wish to put the fallen leaves back on the tree branches where they belong.




Writer(s): Robert Palmer, Robert Allan Palmer

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