Going Home
The Hippos Lyrics


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No man should see what these eyes have seen
The mess that I've cleaned
The people so green
Things that were said

Went straight to your head
Evil will show
You know how it's grown
With blood on the path

We will not do the math
We don't care
Oh
So it is told that the air will be cold over there

Please take good care
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home

Finally rest these old bones
His majesty sleeps high in the trees
Sends his palms spinning
From west to the east

Begging him please
To see how it feels
This wasn't agreed on
When they sign the deal

With blood on her path
We will not do the math
We don't care
Oh

So it is told that the air will be cold over there
Please take good care
We're going home
We're going home

We're going home
Finally rest these old bones
We're going home
We're going home

Finally rest these old bones
No man should see what these eyes have seen
The mess that I've cleaned
The people so green

Things that were said
Went straight to your head
Evil will show
With blood on her path

We will not do the math
We don't care
Oh
So it is told that the air will be cold over there

Please take good care
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home

Finally rest these old bones
Home
We're going home
We're going home





We're going home

Overall Meaning

The Hippos' song Going Home is a reflection on the atrocities of war and the toll it takes on those who have been a part of it. The opening lines, "No man should see what these eyes have seen, the mess that I've cleaned" set a tone of both sorrow and solemnity. The singer, who has seen and experienced firsthand the horror of war, is haunted by the memories of what he has witnessed. He speaks of the "people so green," perhaps alluding to how naive and unprepared the civilians of the war-torn area were for the horrors that befell them.


The second stanza offers a message of warning and caution. The singer speaks of "evil" that will show its face, and emphasizes that "we will not do the math, we don't care." This could be interpreted as a commentary on the apathy and indifference that can sometimes exist in the face of war, or at the very least, the resignation that comes with acknowledging the futility of trying to make sense of the senseless.


Throughout the song, the singer emphasizes that he and his comrades are "going home," perhaps suggesting that the only solace they can find is in returning to their loved ones and finding some semblance of normalcy. The final line of the song, "finally rest these old bones," is a poignant reminder of the physical and emotional toll war takes on those who have endured it.


Overall, The Hippos' Going Home is a thought-provoking and moving reflection on the toll of war, the resilience of the human spirit, and the need for compassion and understanding in a world that is all too often marked by violence and conflict.


Line by Line Meaning

No man should see what these eyes have seen
The things that I've witnessed are too horrific for anyone else to endure


The mess that I've cleaned
I've been through a great ordeal and it's been very messy


The people so green
The people that I have encountered were naive and inexperienced


Things that were said
Things that people have said to me were hurtful and impactful


Went straight to your head
The words affected me greatly and immediately


Evil will show
The evil in the world will eventually become apparent


You know how it's grown
You're aware of how the evil has gained power


With blood on the path
There have been casualties and struggles on this journey


We will not do the math
We won't count up the losses or the consequences


We don't care
We're too tired and too spent to care anymore


Oh
An expression of fatigue or acceptance


So it is told that the air will be cold over there
We've heard that where we're headed is desolate and barren


Please take good care
Please look after yourself


We're going home
We're finally heading back to where we belong


Finally rest these old bones
We can finally find some peace and relaxation


His majesty sleeps high in the trees
The natural world is beautiful and majestic, but also indifferent to human conflict


Sends his palms spinning
The wind is moving the leaves and branches of the trees


From west to the east
The wind is blowing from one direction to another


Begging him please
We're asking nature to take pity on us or show us mercy


To see how it feels
To understand what it's like to be in our position


This wasn't agreed on
We didn't expect things to turn out this way


When they sign the deal
When we made our agreement or arrangement


With blood on her path
There have been casualties and struggles on our journey


Home
A longing for a place of safety and familiarity




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Ariel Rechtshaid, James Bairian, Louis Castle

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Jenny Lucero

Love this song!!!

Jenny Lucero

I love the Hippos! I will always love Louis!

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