Little Triggers
The Falcon Lyrics


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Ain't nothing worth watching on the TV today,
And I can't stand working, and there ain't no shade.
Prayer is for weaklings. I'm banking n luck,
This city, my looks, and not giving a fuck.

It seems like these days we're all sinking fast.
These days turned to weeks, now we're too weak to last.
Little Triggers, how to you do?
I've been waiting, waiting for you.

You look around, the sky is dead brown.
The remnants of the work week are scattered around.
I hear it's raining on the outside.
Well these veins are burning this gasoline tonight.

Remember the hippies? Well that's us these days.
Hang another flag on this watery grave.




It all went down and it's still going down.
Yeah, it's all going down...oh.

Overall Meaning

The Falcon's song "Little Triggers" tells the story of a protagonist who is fed up with the mundane routines of life, and feels lost in a world that seems to be sinking fast. The lyrics touch upon the themes of boredom, disillusionment, and the struggle to find purpose and meaning in one's life. The opening lines of the song set the tone of frustration and ennui that continue throughout. The singer is tired of watching the same kind of TV programs and working endlessly without any respite. Even prayer seems useless to him, and he is placing his bets on his looks and luck to find a way out of this dreary existence.


As the song progresses, it becomes clear that the singer is not alone in feeling lost and directionless. The days seem to be slipping away too fast, and the future looks bleak. The phrase "Little Triggers" could be interpreted in many ways, but it seems to signify a ray of hope that the singer is holding onto, waiting for it to arrive and turn things around. The chorus of the song expresses this anticipation, as the singer waits for something to come along and change his life for the better.


The final verses of the song seem to suggest that the world around us is falling apart, and that the hippie dream of peace, love, and harmony has died. The sky is brown, the workweek leaves behind remnants, and the only solace seems to be in burning away one's pain with drugs or alcohol. It's a bleak picture that the song paints, but the imagery is powerful and resonant.


Line by Line Meaning

Ain't nothing worth watching on the TV today,
There's nothing good to watch on TV right now, it's all boring or uninteresting.


And I can't stand working, and there ain't no shade.
I hate my job, and there's no relief or escape from it.


Prayer is for weaklings. I'm banking n luck,
I don't believe in praying to solve my problems, I'm just hoping things will work out on their own.


This city, my looks, and not giving a fuck.
I'm relying on my surroundings and my own confidence to get by, without caring what anyone else thinks.


It seems like these days we're all sinking fast.
The world is rapidly changing and not for the better, and we are struggling to keep up.


These days turned to weeks, now we're too weak to last.
We've been struggling for so long that we're getting worn down and losing the strength to keep going.


Little Triggers, how to you do?
Hey there, Little Triggers, how have you been?


I've been waiting, waiting for you.
I've been anticipating your arrival, and looking forward to seeing you.


You look around, the sky is dead brown.
Looking at the world around you, everything seems dull and lifeless.


The remnants of the work week are scattered around.
You can see the aftermath of a long and hard week of work, with everything in disarray.


I hear it's raining on the outside.
I've heard that the weather is bad outside, further adding to the sense of gloom.


Well these veins are burning this gasoline tonight.
Despite feeling drained and exhausted, I'm still pushing myself and relying on adrenaline to keep going.


Remember the hippies? Well that's us these days.
We used to be like the hippies, more carefree and idealistic, but now we've become more jaded and cynical.


Hang another flag on this watery grave.
We're continuing to strive and fight for something even though it seems like a lost cause, like trying to save a sinking ship.


It all went down and it's still going down.
Despite our best efforts, everything fell apart and is continuing to fall apart, with no end in sight.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ELVIS COSTELLO

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