Sex-Eye-Make-Up
The Glove Lyrics


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Run around the chairs in your sunday dress
It's the best thing money can buy
Or leave me on the stairs with my feet in the air
I think that I'm jazzy like christ

One more cigarette and the car burns
Burning like the body waiting at home
Throw out your teeth and call all your friends
Someone coughing took away my breath
Inches of glass all shiny and new
Screaming laughing - fucks me to death

One more boy full of writhing white mice
Rolls over again in a london disguise
The blood bath woman in room number one
Sex-eye-make-up tonight




She just woke up today to do as she's told
Do you want to touch her?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Glove's song Sex-Eye-Make-Up are a combination of surreal and nonsensical phrases, evoking a sense of chaos and hedonism. The first line invites the listener to imagine a scene of someone running around chairs in their Sunday dress, which is framed as the best thing money can buy. This seemingly innocent image is immediately juxtaposed with the next line, which describes leaving someone lying on the stairs with their feet in the air, suggesting a sexual act. The line "I think that I'm jazzy like Christ" further adds to the aura of strange and cryptic images.


The second stanza continues in the same vein, with references to smoking, burning cars, and a body waiting at home. The line "throw out your teeth and call all your friends" is particularly bizarre and nonsensical, adding to the feeling that the song's lyrics are a series of disconnected images. The line "inches of glass all shiny and new" further adds to the strange dream-like quality of the song's lyrics. The final stanza references a "blood bath woman" in room number one, who is wearing "sex-eye-make-up" and who just woke up to do as she's told. The question "do you want to touch her?" adds an additional layer of discomfort and provocation.


Overall, the lyrics to Sex-Eye-Make-Up are a surreal combination of sexual images, nonsensical phrases, and provocative questions, evoking a feeling of chaos and hedonism.


Line by Line Meaning

Run around the chairs in your sunday dress
Dress up and dance around to feel alive


It's the best thing money can buy
The feeling of happiness comes free


Or leave me on the stairs with my feet in the air
I surrender myself to the unknown


I think that I'm jazzy like christ
I believe in being like who I am


One more cigarette and the car burns
One more indulgence and everything falls apart


Burning like the body waiting at home
The guilt of desires is stronger than anything else


Throw out your teeth and call all your friends
Act your age, cherish your moments and connect with people


Someone coughing took away my breath
The harshness of reality can suffocate you


Inches of glass all shiny and new
Material possessions cannot bring happiness


Screaming laughing - fucks me to death
Getting beyond oneself can be overwhelming


One more boy full of writhing white mice
One more person trying hard to belong


Rolls over again in a london disguise
Trying to express oneself in different ways


The blood bath woman in room number one
The passion of love, lust, and sex


Sex-eye-make-up tonight
Playing roles, indulging in desires


She just woke up today to do as she's told
Succumbing to societal norms and expectations


Do you want to touch her?
Do you dare to take risks and live your la dolce vita?




Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ROBERT JAMES SMITH, STEVEN SEVERIN

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