Make No Plans
The Fixx Lyrics


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They're looking at me from a magazine
These eyes haunt me though I am unseen
From Tompkins Park to the dirty beach
The anger's mounting and it is in reach
Misrepresented or misunderstanded
They're crawling 'round us in the neighborhood
They make a profit from the sheer decay
Kill the birthright on a summer's day

Craw out of your hole tied to the post
What have you got to lose?
Out of control, you at the polls
Make no bone, circle 'round me
Out of my tree, loving and free
But why I am feeling this doubt?
Shaking, I shout
Make no plans for me, make no plans

Mean and moaning, are we impotent
To stop the killing of environment?
To save the world, will it be dissent?
I'm asking you, you say "no comment", no

[Chorus]
Crawl out of your hole, tied to the post
What have you got to prove?
Out of control, you take the polls
Make no bone, circle 'round me
Out of my tree, loving and free
But why I am feeling this doubt?
Shaking, I shout
Make no plans for me, make no plans

The sweet defense of the singles bar
No use hiding, we know where you are
Tawana Brawley and her plastic bag
Hell's the future, and we're looking back





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The Fixx's "Make No Plans" is a song that speaks to many different societal issues. The lyrics discuss the frustrations of being misrepresented and misunderstood, as well as the anger that can come from living in a decaying neighborhood. The singer's feelings of uncertainty and doubt are also a prevalent theme throughout the song.


The opening lines of the song reference the presence of the singer in a magazine and the haunting eyes that he feels are following him. The mention of Tompkins Park and the dirty beach contribute to the overall sense of decay and neglect. The anger that is building up is attributed to being misunderstood, and the fact that the individuals crawling around in their neighborhood are profiting off of the decay, further fueling the frustration.


The chorus of the song implores listeners to take action and make their voices heard at the polls. However, the singer also acknowledges the sense of uncertainty that can come with taking a stand, and questions whether there will be any dissent from those who wish to save the world. The reference to Tawana Brawley and her plastic bag serves as a reminder of the systemic injustices that can lead to despair and hopelessness.


Line by Line Meaning

They're looking at me from a magazine
I feel haunted by photos of people I have never met


These eyes haunt me though I am unseen
I feel like I'm being watched even though nobody is around


From Tompkins Park to the dirty beach
I see the city's decay everywhere I go


The anger's mounting and it is in reach
I sense frustration and hatred in others around me


Misrepresented or misunderstanded
I feel like people don't understand me, or that they have the wrong impression of me


They're crawling 'round us in the neighborhood
I feel like I'm being watched or spied on in my own community


They make a profit from the sheer decay
I feel like others benefit from the downfall or negative aspects of society


Kill the birthright on a summer's day
I fear that my rights and freedoms will be taken away, even in the summer when things are supposed to be carefree


Craw out of your hole tied to the post
I feel trapped and want to break free of my limitations or routine


What have you got to lose?
I'm questioning whether it's worth staying where I am or risking change


Out of control, you at the polls
I feel like I have no say in what happens politically


Make no bone, circle 'round me
I feel vulnerable and want protection from those I trust


Out of my tree, loving and free
I long for a life without worry or stress, full of love and freedom


But why I am feeling this doubt?
I question why I am uncertain and unsure about my current situation


Shaking, I shout
I feel scared and frustrated, and want to express my feelings


Make no plans for me, make no plans
I don't want to commit to anything or have expectations placed on me


Mean and moaning, are we impotent
I feel like we are negative and powerless to change things


To stop the killing of environment?
I wonder if we can prevent environmental damage


To save the world, will it be dissent?
I question whether we require disagreement and rebellion to save the planet


I'm asking you, you say "no comment", no
I feel like others don't want to acknowledge or address these important issues


The sweet defense of the singles bar
I am finding comfort and solace in temporary distractions like bars and clubs


No use hiding, we know where you are
I feel like my privacy is compromised and my actions are being monitored


Tawana Brawley and her plastic bag
I am reminded of a notable case of media manipulation, which makes me question the integrity of the news


Hell's the future, and we're looking back
I fear that the future is bleak and uncertain, and we are becoming more nostalgic about the past




Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CYRIL CURNIN, PETER GREENALL, JAMES WEST-ORAM, ADAM WOODS

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