103
The Kills Lyrics


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Last days in LA
You saved me, baby, from strange times
You catch me cooking in the kitchen looking in
To the fire

Lover, brother, baker, burnin' at the stake-er
Stick with me
Under the last palm tree
Sip a little water from the dirty fountain
Meant to be, he sum of it all

Oh-oh-oh
Keep me on the tip of your tongue
Oh-oh-oh
It's 1-0-3 in the sun

You don't know what you got
Or what you want when LA's hot
It seems to make you so damn low

You don't know what you want
Or how to stop when LA's not
What you seen in me before

But I, I blame it on the sun
Yeah, I, I blame it on the sun

These nights we've been tearing
Are temporary but spit shines
Surfing the current on an 80 proof serpent
Your red eyes

Lover, brother, raider, hot rod-er
Souped up to the 9's
Sitting on blocks
And every elevator in the city
Says it's going up
When it's on the rocks

Oh-oh-oh
Keep me on the tip of your tongue
Oh-oh-oh
It's 1-0-3 in the sun

You don't know what you got
Or what you want when LA's hot
It seems to make you so damn slow

You don't know what you want
Or how to stop when LA's not
What you seen in me before

But I, I blame it on the sun
Yeah, I, I blame it on the sun




Yeah, I, I blame it on the sun
Yeah, I, I blame it on the sun

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "103" by The Kills depict a tumultuous relationship in the backdrop of Los Angeles. The song opens with the singer expressing gratitude to their partner for saving them from difficult times in LA. The reference to cooking in the kitchen and looking into the fire suggests introspection and reflection on the challenges faced. The line "Lover, brother, baker, burnin' at the stake-er" implies that the singer feels a sense of sacrifice and vulnerability in the relationship. Despite the hardships, they want their partner to stick around, seeking solace under the last palm tree and hoping for a renewed connection by sharing water from a dirty fountain. The phrase "he sum of it all" suggests that this relationship is significant and encompasses everything for the singer.


The chorus, with its repetition of "Keep me on the tip of your tongue" and "1-0-3 in the sun," captures the heat and intensity of their experiences in Los Angeles. The singer feels that their partner doesn't fully understand what they have or what they want in the city's hot atmosphere, leading to a feeling of dissatisfaction and a lack of fulfillment. The line "But I, I blame it on the sun" could be interpreted as the singer attributing their struggles in the relationship to the unforgiving nature of the city they are in.


The second verse reveals more about the couple's dynamic, describing their wild nights as temporary and fueled by alcohol. The reference to red eyes suggests fatigue, possibly from the intensity of their lifestyle. The singer refers to their partner as a lover, brother, raider, and hot-rod enthusiast, emphasizing their adventurous and reckless nature. The image of sitting on blocks and elevators going up when they are on the rocks adds another layer of instability and disconnectedness to their relationship.


Overall, "103" by The Kills depicts a complex and tumultuous relationship set against the backdrop of Los Angeles. It explores themes of sacrifice, hot and slow moments, and the blame placed on external factors like the sun for their struggles.




Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Written by: Alison Mosshart, Jamie Hince, Paul Epworth, Riley MacIntyre, Robert Adam Stevenson, Stuart White

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@LauraMLane

Last days in LA you saved me baby from
Strange times
You catch me cooking in the kitchen, looking in
To the fire
Love will probably bake the burning at the stake, a step with me
Under the last palm tree and
Sip a little water from the dirty fountain, this'll be
The sum of it all

Oh, oh, oh
Keep me on the tip of your tongue
Oh (oh) oh
It's 103 in the sun

You don't know what you got
Or what you want but LA's hotter
Since you made me so damn low
You don't know what you want
Or how to stop when LA's not
What you've seen in me before

But I, I
Blame it on the summer
Yeah I, I
Blame it on the summer

These nights we've been tearing are temporary, but
Spit shines
Surfing the current on an eighty-proof serpent, your
Red eyes
Love above the radar heart, riding soaked up to the nines
Sitting on blocks and
Every elevator in the city says it's going up
When it's on the rocks and

Oh (oh) oh
Keep me on the tip of your tongue
Oh (oh) oh
It's 103 in the sun

You don't know what you got
Or what you want but LA's hotter
Since you made me so damn low
You don't know what you want
Or how to stop when LA's not
What you've seen in me before

But I, I
Blame it on the summer
Yeah I, I
Blame it on the summer
Yeah I, I
Blame it on the summer
Yeah I, I
Blame it on the summer



All comments from YouTube:

@inomad

I missed you guys. It makes me happy to know you’re back. Please tour again.

@joeyharvey691

Almost nothing on earth better than a Kills' show

@seanmurphy6480

NEVER SEEN IT BUT...I GOT HIGH HOPES 🐜🪴

@MikaTamni

Beautiful. The Kills are pure love and it is amazing how they bring new flame with each new album for the past 20 years. ❤

@fredo_biggins

Beautifully said. This one is giving me major feels. Tingles.

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@chrisezelle

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@StevieWyatt

Currently obsessed with this track. Can't wait for the album

@vanguit1776

Makes me so happy they still are on the journey ! A new gem to count on their discography.

@Jimmy1982Playlists

My God, do I LOVE this band! 😍🤩🥰 Another brilliant visual from one of the best bands of all time... the new music promises that this album is gonna be something special!

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