Goats on a Boat
The Devil Wears Prada Lyrics


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Whatever happened to the integrity found within a family?
I return your glare
And my bones are chilled with some sort of
Sickening recipe of fear and anger.

Day by day, time after time again
You distort chronology, you foster of terror
Bury your diamonds, destroy your rubies
We are searching for security in tradegy

Look around and notice the black (tapestries) drowning (our walls of) simplicity
We are the constant decay
Each note will disintegrate

Perched upon our towers, motionless and miserable
Here's to a comfortable casket




How deceiving is the cemetery of motivation
I wish to write a conclusion

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of The Devil Wears Prada's song Goats On A Boat seem to express frustration and disappointment at the state of modern society. The opening line references a lost sense of integrity within families, suggesting a deeper issue within society as a whole. The singer seems to be at odds with someone they glare at, feeling a sickening mix of fear and anger. This person distorts chronology and fosters terror, and the singer feels trapped in a search for security amidst tragedy.


The chorus speaks to the decay that surrounds us, with black tapestries drowning simplicity. Each note represents a disintegration, with the constant decay slowly destroying everything around us. It speaks to the futility of searching for security in a world where everything is falling apart. The bridge references our motionless and miserable existence, with a sarcastic reference to a comfortable casket. The cemetery of motivation is deceiving because even our desire to achieve something is often futile in the grand scheme of things.


Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on the state of society and the frustration of feeling trapped in a world that is constantly decaying. It speaks to the need for change and the hopelessness that comes with feeling like change is impossible.


Line by Line Meaning

Whatever happened to the integrity found within a family?
What has become of the honesty and loyalty that is expected among family members?


I return your glare
I look directly at you after you've given me an angry look


And my bones are chilled with some sort of Sickening recipe of fear and anger.
I feel a mix of fear and anger that makes me sick to my stomach.


Day by day, time after time again You distort chronology, you foster of terror
Every day, consistently, you manipulate the order of events and create an atmosphere of fear.


Bury your diamonds, destroy your rubies We are searching for security in tragedy
You may have wealth, but it is meaningless when tragedy strikes and we are left looking for ways to feel secure.


Look around and notice the black (tapestries) drowning (our walls of) simplicity
Take a good look at our surroundings and see how darkness and complexity overwhelm the simplicity that should be present.


We are the constant decay Each note will disintegrate
We are steadily deteriorating and everything we create will eventually fall apart.


Perched upon our towers, motionless and miserable Here's to a comfortable casket
We are stagnant and miserable, and we are resigned to the idea of a comfortable death.


How deceiving is the cemetery of motivation
It's ironic how a place associated with death can be named after something that should give us life and inspiration.


I wish to write a conclusion
I want to bring this to a close and sum up everything that has been said.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ANDREW JEROME TRICK, CHRISTOPHER HENRY RUBEY, JAMES SELLECK BANEY, JEREMY ROBERT DEPOYSTER, LARRY DANIEL WILLIAMS, MICHAEL JAMES HRANICA

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Another Reality

Whatever happened to the integrity found within a family?
I return your glare, and my bones are chilled with some sort of sickening recipe of fear and anger.
Day by day, time after time again, you distort chronology, you foster of terror.
Bury your diamonds, destroy your rubies.
We are searching for security in tradegy.
Look around and notice the black (tapestries) drowning (our walls of) simplicity.
We are the constant decay.
Each note will disintegrate.
Perched upon our towers, motionless and miserable.
Here's to a comfortable casket.
How deceiving is the cemetery of motivation.
I wish to write a conclusion



All comments from YouTube:

Bob Ballard

It’s an album I keep coming back to time and time again - Mike’s screaming at its peak.

L

Been coming back for over a decade now, no plans on stopping any time soon ✊

gustavomelo06 _

@Asstazztic lol

Asstazztic

I see what you did there! 😏

Hwatta

I actually found my old Plagues shirt the other day, I got it back when I was 14, am now 26.

It's a small.

And it still fits.

ifeelfantaastic

do a pushup

Bob Ballard

One of the great metal albums ever - you won't hear better screaming. 

Michael McDonough

@Edmond Saliba haahahahahahahahahah

Kyonボケ

actually, this is Post-Hardcore band

Dork knight gamer

That's a bold statement.

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