Joseph Better You Than Me
The Killers Lyrics


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Well your eyes just haven't been the same, Joseph
Are you bad at dealing with the fame, Joseph
There's a pale moonshine, above you
Do you see both sides, do they shove you, around

Is the touchstone forcing you to hide, Joseph
Are the rumors eating you alive, Joseph
When the holy night is upon you
Will you do what's right, the position is yours

From the temple walls to the New York night
Our decisions rest on a child
When she took her stand
Did she hold your hand
Will your faith stand still or run away
Run away

When they've driven you so far
That you think you're gonna drop
Do you wish you were back there at the carpenter shop

With the plane and the lathe
The work never drove you mad
You're a maker, a creator
Not just somebody's dad

From the temple walls to the New York night
Our decisions rest on a man
When I take the stand
When I take the stand
Will he hold my hand
Will my faith stand still or run away

(Run away)

And the desert
It's a hell of a place to find heaven
Forty years lost in the wilderness looking for God
And you climb to the top of the mountain
Looking down on the city
Where you were born

(On the years since you left gave you time to sit back and reflect)

Better you than me (better you than me)
Better you than me
Yes

Well the Holy night is upon you (better you than me, better you than me)
Do you see both sides, do they shove you, around

Better you than me, Joseph (better you than me)
Better you than me
Joseph, Joseph, Joseph, Joseph
Than me
Better you than me
Better you than me (better you, better you, better you)
Than me





Well your eyes just haven?t been the same, Joseph

Overall Meaning

The song "Joseph" by The Killers is a tribute to the biblical figure Joseph, who is best known for being sold into slavery by his own brothers and later becoming the second most powerful person in Egypt. The song explores the idea that even someone as revered as Joseph could have struggled with his calling and the burden of fame.


The lyrics suggest that Joseph's eyes "haven't been the same" and ask if he's "bad at dealing with the fame." The song goes on to question if the rumors and pressures of his position are "eating him alive." The chorus poses the question: "will your faith stand still or run away?" a reference to the idea that even those who seem to have it all together can struggle with doubt and fear.


The final part of the song takes a more reflective tone, exploring the idea that the desolate desert can be a place where one can find enlightenment. The final lines of the song suggest that Joseph is better off than the person singing the song, stating "better you than me, Joseph." The song seems to suggest that despite the struggles and pressures that come with fame and power, it is still better to try and live a purposeful life rather than one that is empty and unfulfilling.


Line by Line Meaning

Well your eyes just haven't been the same, Joseph
You seem different, Joseph. Your eyes show a change. Something's bothering you.


Are you bad at dealing with the fame, Joseph
Is the recognition making it difficult for you to cope, Joseph?


There's a pale moonshine, above you
There's a moon shining in the sky above you, Joseph.


Do you see both sides, do they shove you, around
Do you get pulled in different directions, Joseph? Are they pushing you around?


Is the touchstone forcing you to hide, Joseph
Is the reason behind your hiding related to the touchstone, Joseph?


Are the rumors eating you alive, Joseph
Are the rumors causing you to suffer greatly, Joseph?


When the holy night is upon you
During the night of religious significance,


Will you do what's right, the position is yours
Will you make the right choice, given that the decision is yours to make?


From the temple walls to the New York night
From the walls of the temple to the cityscape of New York.


Our decisions rest on a child
Our choices depend on this child.


When she took her stand
When she stood up for herself


Did she hold your hand
Did you support her, did you stand with her?


Will your faith stand still or run away
Will you keep your faith or give up?


When they've driven you so far
When they've pushed you too far


That you think you're gonna drop
When you feel like giving up


Do you wish you were back there at the carpenter shop
Do you wish you were back working with tools, Joseph?


With the plane and the lathe
Using your tools, your plane and lathe


The work never drove you mad
The work never made you crazy


You're a maker, a creator
You are someone who creates things


Not just somebody's dad
You are more than just a father


Our decisions rest on a man
Our choices depend on this man


When I take the stand
When I stand up for myself


Will he hold my hand
Will you stand with me, support me?


Will my faith stand still or run away
Will I hold on to my faith or let go?


And the desert, It's a hell of a place to find heaven
The desert is the worst place to search for heaven


Forty years lost in the wilderness looking for God
For forty years they wandered aimlessly, searching for God in the wilderness


And you climb to the top of the mountain, Looking down on the city, Where you were born
You climb up a mountain and see the city where you were born.


(On the years since you left gave you time to sit back and reflect)
In the years since you left, you have had plenty of time to sit down and reflect


Better you than me (better you than me)
I'm glad it's happening to you and not me


Well the Holy night is upon you (better you than me, better you than me)
The night of religious importance has arrived, and I'm glad it's happening to you instead of me.


Than me, Better you than me, Better you than me (better you, better you, better you), Than me
I'm glad it's happening to you and not me


Joseph, Joseph, Joseph, Joseph
Addressing Joseph, repeated several times.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: NEIL TENNANT, ELTON JOHN, BRANDON FLOWERS

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@scooscotch1535

Well your eyes just haven't been the same, Joseph
Are you bad at dealing with the fame, Joseph
There's a pale moonshine, above you
Do you see both sides, do they shove you, around
Is the touchstone forcing you to hide, Joseph
Are the rumors eating you alive, Joseph
When the holy night is upon you
Will you do what's right, the position is yours
From the temple walls to the New York night
Our decisions rest on a child
When she took her stand
Did she hold your hand
Will your faith stand still or run away
Run away
When they've driven you so far
That you think you're gonna drop
Do you wish you were back there at the carpenter shop
With the plane and the lathe
The work never drove you mad
You're a maker, a creator
Not just somebody's dad
From the temple walls to the New York night
Our decisions rest on a man
When I take the stand
When I take the stand
Will he hold my hand
Will my faith stand still or run away
And the desert
It's a hell of a place to find heaven
Forty years lost in the wilderness looking for God
And you climb to the top of the mountain
Looking down on the city
Where you were born
Better you than me (better you than me)
Better you than me
Yes
Well the Holy night is upon you (better you than me, better you than me)
Do you see both sides, do they shove you, around
Better you than me, Joseph (better you than me)
Better you than me
Joseph, Joseph, Joseph, Joseph
Than me
Better you than me
Better you than me (better you, better you, better you)
Than me
Well your eyes just haven?t been the same, Joseph



@flora135

Me imagino a un San José feliz, no a un San José resignado en aceptar algo que no entraba en sus planes. Porque sabía que lo que Dios tenía para Él era lo que verdaderamente le realizaría si decía que sí.

Enséñanos, José,
cómo se es no protagonista,
cómo se trabaja sin exhibirse,
cómo se avanza sin pisotear,
cómo se colabora sin manejar,
cómo se obedece a Dios sin desconfiar,
cómo se ama sin reclamar.

Dinos, José,
cómo se vive siendo número dos… o tres,
cómo se hacen cosas formidables
desde un segundo puesto.
Convéncenos de que se puede y debe
ser útil, fiel, efectivo, hasta héroe,
siendo «no importante».

Explícanos, José,
cómo se es grande sin exhibirse,
cómo se lucha sin aplausos,
cómo se avanza sin publicidad,
cómo se persevera sin esperar homenajes,
cómo se alcanza la gloria desde el silencio,

Enséñanos, en fin, José,
a darlo todo, sin regatear,
a sentir, en este estilo de vida,
la paz y la felicidad más profundas.
¡Enséñanos, José!



All comments from YouTube:

@Smapti

I'm not even a religious person, but I love this song. I wish I could be the kind of person Joseph is.

@Crybaby-Media

You don’t have to be religious to appreciate good people , and learn from them

@1980ebene

This is a beautiful modern Christmas song that deserves more radio play.

@IAmKillEveryone

That last Elton John verse is some of his best work in years imo.

@sameerpatel105

its fucking epic

@timdick825

Guessing Brandon Flowers wrote the lyric...

@Shmojo710

@@timdick825 regardless who wrote the lyrics (not that there's anything showing who wrote them) "work" could also mean vocal performance

@jaimegardea6037

@@timdick825 as if Elton had wrote his own songs lol he didn't

@timdick825

@@jaimegardea6037 Bernie Taupin wrote the lyrics. Elton wrote, played & sang the music.

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@johnnysmith1845

Brandon's highs and lows are just Gold.

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