Traditions
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Years spent on
Droning hymns
At Sunday school
(Our Father, son and holy ghost)
Prostrate on
Orders culled
From ancient rule
(Don?t tell them where old hands may go)

Just sit down
And shut up and don?t think
?til we turn you on
Just sit down
And shut up and don?t speak
Cause there?s nothing wrong

Honor codes
Carved in stone
With blood and bone
(Lost on their Fields of friendly strife)
It?s not enough
To say you
Just don?t know
(How dare you come through it alive)

Now raise a
Picket fence
And settle down
(It?s time you found yourself a life)
You?re much too
Old to sit and




Play the clown
(You have no right to feel alive)

Overall Meaning

The Hush Now's song Traditions is a commentary on the social expectations and traditions that can feel suffocating and confining. The opening lines refer to years spent in Sunday school, droning hymns and being taught to recite prayers. The second line refers to orders that are culled from ancient rule and that seem outdated and irrelevant in contemporary times. The refrain that follows tells listeners to sit down, stop thinking and not speak, with the implication that doing so is an attempt to quell dissent and keep people from questioning the status quo.


The song also touches on the idea of honor codes, which are often seen as unchangeable tenets of a culture, but which may be built on a foundation of blood and bone. The line "Lost on their Fields of friendly strife" evokes a sense of tragedy and loss, perhaps alluding to the waste of war or the misguided sense of honor that can drive people to fight and die for causes that they do not fully understand.


Line by Line Meaning

Years spent on
We have spent a lot of time doing the same thing over and over again


Droning hymns
Singing the same religious songs with no emotion


At Sunday school
Every Sunday we come to school to learn about our religion


(Our Father, son and holy ghost)
We are only taught one religion, Christianity


Prostrate on
We've been taught to bow down and accept what we're told


Orders culled
We're only given instructions and told what to do


From ancient rule
These rules have been around for a long time and are outdated


(Don?t tell them where old hands may go)
We're not allowed to question what we are taught


Just sit down
We are taught to be passive and not take action


And shut up and don?t think
We're not allowed to question or have independent thoughts


?til we turn you on
We're only expected to act when given permission


And shut up and don?t speak
We're not supposed to voice our own opinions or ideas


Cause there?s nothing wrong
We're taught that everything is fine and not to question it


Honor codes
We are expected to follow strict moral codes


Carved in stone
These rules are unchangeable


With blood and bone
They have been followed for generations and are deeply ingrained


(Lost on their Fields of friendly strife)
These rules have been lost in modern society


It?s not enough
Just following these rules is not sufficient


To say you
We can't just claim to follow these rules


Just don?t know
We can't just say we don't understand them


(How dare you come through it alive)
We're not supposed to survive if we don't strictly follow these rules


Now raise a
As we get older


Picket fence
We're expected to settle down and build a stable life


And settle down
We're expected to conform to societal norms


(It?s time you found yourself a life)
We're told it's time to start living our lives a certain way


You?re much too
We're too old now


Old to sit and
We're too old to just sit around and do nothing


Play the clown
We're not supposed to act silly or do anything that isn't responsible


(You have no right to feel alive)
We're not supposed to enjoy life or feel alive unless we follow the rules




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