All members of the band are from other, well known alternative rock groups. Mosshart is a member of The Kills, Fertita is a member of Queens of the Stone Age, Lawrence is a member of The Greenhornes and The Raconteurs and White was a member of The White Stripes and The Raconteurs.
White produced their album, Horehound, which was released in the US on July 14th 2009. The album was recorded in three weeks at White's own Third Man Studio in Nashville. This group sparks particular interest because Jack White, well known for guitar skills, played drums with this band.. White’s last booking as a drummer was with the Detroit punk outfit Goober and the Peas, aged 19.
So Far From Your Weapon
The Dead Weather Lyrics
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It's so far from your weapon, the place you were born
There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole
Your so far from your weapon and you wanna go home
I tried to give you whiskey but it never did work
(I tried to give you whiskey but it never did work)
Suddenly you're begging me to do so much work
Right away from the get go the bullet was cursed
Ever since I had you every little thing hurts.
You wanna get up, let go, I said no
You wanna get up, let go
You wanna get up, let go, I said no
You wanna get up, let go
You dream of seeing fire in them hills
But you better wipe that smile from your lips
Which of us will be the one to go
(Which of us will be the one to go)
He who hits the roads will walk alone
(He who hits the roads will walk alone)
Get up, let go, I said no
You wanna get up, let go
You wanna get up, let go, I said no
You wanna get up, let go
There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole
Its so far from your weapon, the place you were born
There a bullet in my pocket burning a hole
You're so far from your weapon and you wanna go home
(You're so far from your weapon and you wanna go home)
You wanna get up, let go, I said no
You wanna get up, let go
You wanna get up, let go, I said no
You wanna get up, let go
You wanna get up, let go, I said no
You wanna get up, let go
You wanna get up, let go, I said no
You wanna get up, let go
The Dead Weather's song "So Far From Your Weapon" is a haunting track that speaks to the feeling of being trapped and wanting to escape. The lyrics describe a person with a bullet in their pocket, a constant reminder of danger and violence. The bullet is burning a hole, suggesting that the person is restless and anxious, eager to move on but unable to do so. The song juxtaposes this feeling of restlessness with a sense of regret, as the person longs to return to their place of origin, where they feel safe.
The chorus of the song, "You wanna get up, let go, I said no," speaks to the conflict between the desire to leave and the fear of the unknown. The singer is torn between their longing for home and their desire for escape, and the refusal to "let go" suggests that they may be holding themselves back from finding what they truly want.
The song's imagery is particularly vivid, with references to whiskey, fire, and the open road. These symbols all suggest a sense of danger and unpredictability, with the singer navigating a world that is both alluring and threatening.
Overall, "So Far From Your Weapon" is a powerful meditation on the human struggle to find a sense of belonging and security in a chaotic world.
Line by Line Meaning
There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole
I am carrying a loaded firearm and it's making me restless.
It's so far from your weapon, the place you were born
Your birthplace is nowhere near my firearm, so you are safe from me.
I tried to give you whiskey but it never did work
I attempted to loosen you up with alcohol, but it didn't have the desired effect.
Suddenly you're begging me to do so much work
You're now demanding a lot of effort from me.
Right away from the get go the bullet was cursed
The bullet was doomed from the beginning.
Ever since I had you every little thing hurts.
Since I met you, the smallest things cause me discomfort.
You wanna get up, let go, I said no
You want to leave, but I'm refusing to let you go.
You dream of seeing fire in them hills
You have a desire to see exciting things happen in your life.
But you better wipe that smile from your lips
Don't get too excited, or you might regret it.
Which of us will be the one to go
One of us will have to leave eventually.
He who hits the roads will walk alone
Whoever leaves will have to do so alone.
There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole
I am still carrying a loaded firearm.
You're so far from your weapon and you wanna go home
You are feeling homesick and wish you were closer to your own weapons.
You wanna get up, let go
Once again, you desire to leave.
I said no
But I refuse to let you go.
Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Written by: ALISON MOSSHART
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