We are a thing that came out of a few chance meetings at Sydney University. You see, Heather and Hayley had been playing music together for a while. Inevitably came the journey south from Byron - being their place of youth - to Sydney for a foray into higher education. Nik and Sam were studying at Sydney University also. And you know, for some reason you just meet people...
We don't have a manifesto as such, but we do have definite intentions in what we do. We wish to play pop, but with a recognizable element of self-awareness. We wish to be emotional, but with a sense of certainty that our audiences won't walk away thinking that we take ourselves too seriously. What is paramount is an attempt to push this thing called the culture industry in some direction which makes it more human. (I guess this is all too ambitious but oh well... We do try)
Heather studies piano at the conservatorium and reads a bit too much Russian literature. Hayley looks toward her personal canon of pop ballads for guidance in all situations and believes we must return to the way life was prior to the poker machine epidemic. Nik is a science student who imbues his drumming with formulas and mathematical complexities. Sam is a country music-playing, Marx-spouting communist with a love of all things meaningfully subversive.
The Jezabels have released 3 EPs: Dark Storm (2010), The Man is Dead (2009) and She's So Hard (2009).
Their debut album Prisoner was released in September 2011. The Jezabels won the 2012 ARIA Award for Best Independent Release for their album, Prisoner.
Official site: http://www.thejezabels.com
A Little Piece
The Jezabels Lyrics
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I could have chased it down. I could have held your love,
But wouldn't you think me weak?
Of all, I should know how the streets come and go
When you chase the kaleidoscope dream, but,
Stranger, baby, always keep me in your sweet memory.
Biting cold, thrashing, scolding,
Perfect hips, perfect hips, she was perfect lips,
Pieces of your heart splattered on the cliff
We go home, watch a movie.
Tell me can you feel the beat?
Getting loose, getting loose, she was
Letting those feeling loose, she was, becoming a monster
She drew the line in the mind. She was not holding on.
And have you been through the sea, on the night.
Hold me tight. Babe, we've got it.
And did you find, that you'd like
A little piece of cherry pie,
Hot from the oven, from the oven.
And it was, "who let the girl out?"
Let the dog out
"Let the girl out,"
Don't you miss me the way I miss you.
Sailor, sailor, sailor, I'm sending birds to watch over you .
And when you see honah lee is a lie, hold me tight.
Babe, we've got it.
And all you need, honestly,
A little piece of cherry pie
Hot from the oven.
On your knees, face me,
cherry pie, baby.
On your knees, face me,
cherry pie, baby.
The Jezabels' song "A Little Piece" is a love ballad about the complexities of human relationships. The opening lines set the scene with a cold yet mesmerizing glow that is dancing over the street. The singer has a chance to hold onto love, but she stops herself due to her fear of appearing weak. She knows that chasing a dream can be dangerous, and the streets can quickly come and go.
The second stanza describes the singer drowning in the biting cold and feeling helpless as pieces of her heart splatter on a cliff. Later on, we see the couple coming back home to watch a movie, and the singer asks her partner if he can feel the beat. They are becoming loose, and she is becoming a monster, breaking all boundaries and becoming uninhibited.
In the third stanza, the singer is reflecting on the things they have been through together, and how even when it seems like everything is falling apart, they can still hold onto each other tightly. The cherry pie is used as a metaphor for the little things in life that bring us joy and keep us going. Finally, the chorus repeats the desire for a little piece of cherry pie, hot from the oven, a sweet sentiment of longing for what is just out of reach.
Line by Line Meaning
There's a cold, easy glow dancing over our street
The street is illuminated by a calm, chilly light.
I could have chased it down. I could have held your love,
I could have pursued the light or pursued your affection.
But wouldn't you think me weak?
But would you consider me frail for doing so?
Of all, I should know how the streets come and go
More than anyone, I should understand the transient nature of the street.
When you chase the kaleidoscope dream, but,
When you pursue an ever-changing ideal, but,
Stranger, baby, always keep me in your sweet memory.
Keep me, even if we are strangers, in your fond memories.
Biting cold, thrashing, scolding,
The cold is biting, intense, and harsh.
Drown me under our street
Overwhelm me underneath the street.
Perfect hips, perfect hips, she was perfect lips,
Her hips were perfect, as were her lips.
Pieces of your heart splattered on the cliff
Your heart was shattered, scattered across the cliff.
We go home, watch a movie.
We go home and watch a movie.
Tell me can you feel the beat?
Can you feel the rhythm?
Getting loose, getting loose, she was
Letting go of emotions, she was
Letting those feeling loose, she was, becoming a monster
Releasing those emotions, she became a monster.
She drew the line in the mind. She was not holding on.
She established a mental boundary and let go.
And have you been through the sea, on the night.
Have you crossed the sea in the nighttime?
Hold me tight. Babe, we've got it.
Embrace me tightly. We can do this.
And did you find, that you'd like
And did you discover that you enjoyed
A little piece of cherry pie,
A small slice of cherry pie,
Hot from the oven, from the oven.
Freshly baked and still warm.
And it was, "who let the girl out?"
And it was said, "who let the girl out?"
Let the dog out
Do not let the dog in.
"Let the girl out,"
"Release the girl,"
Don't you miss me the way I miss you.
Don't you long for me the way I long for you.
Sailor, sailor, sailor, I'm sending birds to watch over you .
Sailor, sailor, sailor, I'm dispatching birds to protect you.
And when you see honah lee is a lie, hold me tight.
And when you realize that Honalee is a falsehood, cling to me tightly.
Babe, we've got it.
Sweetheart, we can do this.
And all you need, honestly,
And all you truly need is
A little piece of cherry pie
A small slice of cherry pie
Hot from the oven.
Freshly baked and still warm.
On your knees, face me,
Kneel before me, face me,
cherry pie, baby.
cherry pie, my dear.
On your knees, face me,
Kneel before me, face me,
cherry pie, baby.
cherry pie, my dear.
Contributed by Makayla A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Suzie Newbury
on Beat To Beat
I think it might be 'dawn' instead of 'don'.