Let It All Be
The Melvins Lyrics
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And will it ever end?
The way you take the muscle from the song
And kinda swing it
You lay it on
And I ain't one of your friends
Losing all the grain
And now you say it
And why would I agree
To keep it in my head
And what you think is cold
The nature of my soul
Sorry man
I ain't gonna be told
Let it all be
I wonder why
You put this on me
I speak my mind
Its sorta funny
I'm violent with the hands in my head
They kind of move
But movin' gets me nowhere
Now you can all decide
And you can tell your lies
But who you call your friends
And what you think is cold
The nature of my soul
Sorry man
I ain't gonna be told
Let it all be
Tangle it in the ends
Heart in hand
Lookin' for the blood
Of the white man
Lookin' for the day
When I can be an Indian
After all this time
I get my revenge
But I, I ain't no Indian
I have to kill
With what I can
Dream of their fight,
Dream of their death
The Melvins's song Let It All Be is a song that explores the singer's inner thoughts and feelings. The song begins by questioning when and how it will all end, and goes on to express frustration with someone who takes the muscle out of the song and swings it in a way that feels wrong. The lyrics suggest a sense of distrust and wariness of those around the singer, as well as a strong desire to speak their mind and not be controlled or told what to do. The song also touches on themes of revenge, violence, and a longing for a different life.
One interesting fact about the song Let It All Be is that it was written by Melvins frontman Buzz Osborne specifically for the movie Singles, which was released in 1992. Another interesting fact is that the song features backing vocals from Kurt Cobain of Nirvana, who was a friend of the band and a fan of their music. Let It All Be is also notable for its use of heavy, distorted guitar riffs and pounding drums, which are hallmarks of the Melvins' signature sound. The song has been described as a standout track on the band's 1992 album, Lysol.
Line by Line Meaning
When did it begin?
When did this all start?
And will it ever end?
Will this ever stop?
The way you take the muscle from the song
How you take the strength from the music
And kinda swing it
And give it a twist
You lay it on
You put it out there
And I ain't one of your friends
And I'm not a part of your group
Losing all the grain
Losing all the substance
And now you say it
And now you're speaking
Now why would that be me?
Why would that be my fault?
And why would I agree
And why would I accept that?
To keep it in my head
To keep it stuck in my mind
And what you think is cold
And what you consider heartless
The nature of my soul
The essence of who I am
Sorry man
I'm sorry, but
I ain't gonna be told
I won't be controlled
Let it all be
Let everything be as it is
I wonder why
I wonder why this is happening
You put this on me
Why do you blame me for this?
I speak my mind
I say what I believe
Its sorta funny
It's a bit ironic
I'm violent with the hands in my head
My thoughts make me furious
They kind of move
They keep changing
But movin' gets me nowhere
But changing my mind doesn't help
Now you can all decide
Now it's up to you all
And you can tell your lies
And you can spread your falsehoods
But who you call your friends
But who you consider to be your allies
And what you think is cold
And what you believe is heartless
The nature of my soul
The essence of who I am
Sorry man
I'm sorry, but
I ain't gonna be told
I won't be controlled
Let it all be
Let everything be as it is
Tangle it in the ends
Get caught up in the details
Heart in hand
Full of emotion
Lookin' for the blood
Searching for revenge
Of the white man
Against white people
Lookin' for the day
Hoping for the moment
When I can be an Indian
When I can become part of the culture oppressed by white people
After all this time
Despite everything that's happened
I get my revenge
I finally get my payback
But I, I ain't no Indian
But I'm not actually Native American
I have to kill
I must cause harm
With what I can
With any means available
Dream of their fight,
Imagine their struggle
Dream of their death
Fantasize about their demise
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@rowdy1467
Dale Crover is criminally underrated.
@squishydafishy
There will never be another like him....sadly. Should be immortal
@centralscrutinizer1757
I bet Dale likes it that way
@andrewhigdon8346
Just take note that Kurt Cobain played various instruments on Houdini before he ate a shotgun shell. Without the Melvins, a lot of the crazy shit we love may not have come around. Bullhead. Listen to it again. And then once more.
@666finnegan
A-greed!
@TrackHeadStudios
Agreed. He makes the drums practically sing the vocals, play the bass, the guitars: lead and rhythm!!
He’s always a great complement to each song.
@johnnymac6242
Dale Crover is seriously one of the best drummers ever
@racshade6646
The audio on this is impeccable!! That bass sounds so full and rich!
@mr.brenman2132
It's amazing.
@angelob3281
This song has such a cool vibe it feels like it's happening underwater.