E.M. Why
The Ex Lyrics


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Finally there's sales-resistance
Record-business stagnates
The companies call it a crisis
They must be out of their minds
Still too much shit surrounds me
This popmusic dirties my ears
I wait for the beloved moment
That this music disappears
Record-companies investigate
New waves to cram down your throat
The next Saturday nightmare fever
Another consumption-craze
New horizons in retailing
Make all noises sound the same
There's even muzak for silent movies
It's just all part of their game
So they let you into their studios
Recording your songs on their terms
And they will take care of your business
It means they're after your share
Flirting with skill to convince you
Change the words and sound around a bit
Do them a favor do behave you
They promise you'll get a hit
But what if there ain't enough profits
On the products you make that sell
Don't worry yet
They'll recycle your songs when you're dead
The gang of four smiles
They think the e.m.i.'s their friend
E.m.i. smiles
He's glad the gang of four is fooled




Now he can exploit them
Look how happy they are

Overall Meaning

The Ex's song E.M. is a scathing critique of the music industry, particularly record companies that exploit artists and saturate the airwaves with generic pop music. The lyrics express frustration with the homogenization of music and the way that record companies manipulate artists to serve their own financial interests. The song suggests that record companies view musicians as products to be packaged and sold, rather than as creative individuals.


The lyrics underline the central message of the song: that record companies prioritize profits over music and exploit artists for their own financial gain. The lyrics suggest that record companies try to control every aspect of an artist's career, from their sound to their image, in order to create a product that can be sold to the public. The song suggests that this focus on profit ultimately results in the degradation of the music industry and the erosion of creativity.


Overall, E.M. is a powerful and incisive critique of the music industry, and one that remains relevant even decades after it was first released.


Line by Line Meaning

Finally there's sales-resistance
The public is no longer buying the music that is being produced


Record-business stagnates
The music industry is not growing, it is stagnant


The companies call it a crisis
Music industry executives see the decline in sales as a crisis they must address


They must be out of their minds
The music industry executives are not reasonable in their approach to solving the crisis


Still too much shit surrounds me
There is too much low-quality music being produced


This popmusic dirties my ears
The high volume of pop music is unpleasant to listen to and is impacting the quality of music overall


I wait for the beloved moment
The singer is eagerly anticipating a time when the pop music saturation will decrease


That this music disappears
The artist would like to see a day when the music being produced is of higher quality


Record-companies investigate
Music labels are exploring new genres of music to promote


New waves to cram down your throat
The music industry is trying to force new music on people preferences


The next Saturday nightmare fever
The music industry is creating new trends, sounds, and genres that people will follow blindly


Another consumption-craze
The music industry is trying to create another type of music consumption craze to generate profits


New horizons in retailing
The music industry is trying out new distribution channels to reach consumers


Make all noises sound the same
The music industry is producing so much music that is difficult to differentiate between songs


There's even muzak for silent movies
The music industry is creating music even where it's not necessary or appropriate


It's just all part of their game
The music industry's actions are just a part of a game to generate profits


So they let you into their studios
Music labels offer to record music for artists


Recording your songs on their terms
Music labels require artists to record on their terms to maintain control of the production


And they will take care of your business
Music labels claim to keep records for artists and offer them expert advice


It means they're after your share
Music labels are only concerned about making money from an artist's share


Flirting with skill to convince you
Music labels will use their charm to attract promising artists in order to sign them for record deals


Change the words and sound around a bit
The music labels will try to make the artist's music more marketable by making changes to the lyrics or sound


Do them a favor do behave you
The music labels expect the artists to comply with their terms and conditions


They promise you'll get a hit
Music labels promise to make artists famous by producing a hit song


But what if there ain't enough profits
The music industry will only produce music that will generate high profits


On the products you make that sell
The music labels will only produce music that can sell in the market


Don't worry yet
The music labels will recognize how well the song performed in the market


They'll recycle your songs when you're dead
The music labels will continue to generate profits from an artist's music, even after the artist dies


The gang of four smiles
The artist involved, The Gang of Four, is happy at the opportunity to record music with E.M.I.


They think the e.m.i.'s their friend
The Gang of Four trusts E.M.I. to be on their side and help them in their artistic endeavors


E.m.i. smiles
The music label, E.M.I., is happy to have tricked The Gang of Four


He's glad the gang of four is fooled
E.M.I. is happy that The Gang of Four was tricked into believing that E.M.I. is on their side


Now he can exploit them
E.M.I. will take advantage of The Gang of Four's trust to make as much money as possible


Look how happy they are
E.M.I. is content with their deceitful plan to generate profits from an artist who trusts them




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Well, I had me a boy, turned him into a man
I showed him all the things that he didn't understand
Whoa, and then I let him go

Now, there's one in California who's been cursing my name
'Cause I found me a better lover in the UK
Hey, hey, until I made my getaway

One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
'Cause I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all
They won't let go
Ex's and oh's

I had a summer lover down in New Orleans
Kept him warm in the winter, left him frozen in the spring
My, my, how the seasons go by

I get high, and I love to get low
So the hearts keep breaking, and the heads just roll
You know that's how the story goes

One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
'Cause I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all
They won't let go
My ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all
They won't let go
Ex's and oh's

One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
Climbing over mountains and a-sailing over seas
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

My ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all
They won't let go
Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all
They won't let go
Ex's and oh's



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@monicawilliams6846

That raspy voice is everything😍

@subjectdeath4816

michael mede your right! About yourself :3

@weirdmcdermott1253

@michael mede I mine as well be on you're side because i have nothing else to do

@idkwhoiam1012

weird McDermott that literally makes no sense :/

@gr33nv0idx4

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@fbi1819

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@Mr.Liam.

Love the ‘raspyness’ to her voice it’s so unique.

@josephh3696

Agreed very much so

@fruity3693

She sounds very similar to sia i noticed

@JoelMatee

Mixed between ‘sia’ and ‘tones and I’

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